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I saw angels get soaking wet
Handcuffs, leather, nylon and latex
my hell, my heaven, my weakness
I always look for a mistress
a natural born mistress
and never find her
so I need to create one
I wish to be dominated
I wish get trampled
and cruelly ridden
with spurs of course
and strictly strangled
among other tricks
as facesit and whip
I seek for punishment
and receive true pain
unleashed your hatred on me
be my dark mother
my lady of the Deep
pain and pleasure
will stop time
and makes us divine
My sexual deviations
my deep sense of guilt
a woman could find
the dark paths with me
no one shown her before
I open her Pandora box
I corrupt her with my desires
I find fertile ground
and the easiest victims
in the torrid secret garden
of religious married women
stricts, conservatives, dissatisfieds
disturbed by the passage of time
and the beauty wither
I give up to ask myself
if I am a devil or a fool
if She get the worst part
as a faithful wife
or a fervent believer
When she have her mind
filled with doubts and regrets
I'll manipulate her
by growing a contempt for me
and building little by little
the Goddess that'll punish me
for my "faults" and "sins"
I'll sank all her sacred beliefs
making her suck me dry
and I'll fill of cum
that mouth so accustomed to pray
I'm the one who led the game
and caused the greatest damage
an handler who would do anything
to please his lusts
I hide behind my appearance
of person inoffensive
a polite hypocrite
Intimately, only I wish to possess
penetrate into her flesh, oh so deep
and delete all the whiteness
from her black heart
"I would never hurt a woman
Unless she do order me to!"
I would say with fake innocence
to start the vicious circle
in which I makes her suffer
and she'll hurt me back too
I switch shamelessly
through my split personality
between innocence and evil
purity and corruption
I own a devilish talent
the most questionable one
I simply gave up fighting
abandoning myself to decay
after all...
"Everyone wants to abuse you
everyone wants to be abused "
the song does not say so?
Feel free to judge me
But what about you?
What about your hidden desires?
in which unconfessable rot
do you think in your solitude
tormenting your private parts
I saw angels get soaking wet
under a golden shower.
my hell, my heaven, my weakness
I always look for a mistress
a natural born mistress
and never find her
so I need to create one
I wish to be dominated
I wish get trampled
and cruelly ridden
with spurs of course
and strictly strangled
among other tricks
as facesit and whip
I seek for punishment
and receive true pain
unleashed your hatred on me
be my dark mother
my lady of the Deep
pain and pleasure
will stop time
and makes us divine
My sexual deviations
my deep sense of guilt
a woman could find
the dark paths with me
no one shown her before
I open her Pandora box
I corrupt her with my desires
I find fertile ground
and the easiest victims
in the torrid secret garden
of religious married women
stricts, conservatives, dissatisfieds
disturbed by the passage of time
and the beauty wither
I give up to ask myself
if I am a devil or a fool
if She get the worst part
as a faithful wife
or a fervent believer
When she have her mind
filled with doubts and regrets
I'll manipulate her
by growing a contempt for me
and building little by little
the Goddess that'll punish me
for my "faults" and "sins"
I'll sank all her sacred beliefs
making her suck me dry
and I'll fill of cum
that mouth so accustomed to pray
I'm the one who led the game
and caused the greatest damage
an handler who would do anything
to please his lusts
I hide behind my appearance
of person inoffensive
a polite hypocrite
Intimately, only I wish to possess
penetrate into her flesh, oh so deep
and delete all the whiteness
from her black heart
"I would never hurt a woman
Unless she do order me to!"
I would say with fake innocence
to start the vicious circle
in which I makes her suffer
and she'll hurt me back too
I switch shamelessly
through my split personality
between innocence and evil
purity and corruption
I own a devilish talent
the most questionable one
I simply gave up fighting
abandoning myself to decay
after all...
"Everyone wants to abuse you
everyone wants to be abused "
the song does not say so?
Feel free to judge me
But what about you?
What about your hidden desires?
in which unconfessable rot
do you think in your solitude
tormenting your private parts
I saw angels get soaking wet
under a golden shower.
Published 3rd Feb 2012
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Anonymous
3rd Feb 2012 9:16pm
Fabulous treatment of BDSM....well written and a smooth read demonstrates how good a poet you are!
4th Feb 2012 10:27am
I think that BDSM is one of the most complex deviations in the complex world of sexuality.
It's dark, unconfessed and despised.
Who says there isn't violence in sex, tells a lie.
Although I try not to be a hypocrite, I recognize myself in many aspects of what I wrote.
Thanks for your comment, you are very generous.
It's dark, unconfessed and despised.
Who says there isn't violence in sex, tells a lie.
Although I try not to be a hypocrite, I recognize myself in many aspects of what I wrote.
Thanks for your comment, you are very generous.
3rd Feb 2012 9:55pm
4th Feb 2012 10:43am
I feel the desire to write about my manias, from time to time ...
I'm glad you have found it not too bad. Although I believe it is not just the kind of things you prefer to read.
You know how much I appreciate when you read my scribbles.
I'm glad you have found it not too bad. Although I believe it is not just the kind of things you prefer to read.
You know how much I appreciate when you read my scribbles.
5th Feb 2012 8:49pm
manias suit you well!
you have a way of writing them which is just remarkable.
you have a way of writing them which is just remarkable.
6th Feb 2012 2:15pm
Perhaps it is because I am a little freak?
My extended pornographic culture, from the fabulous seventies, facilitates me write about this sort of thing. ;)
Tanks for reading and comment.
My extended pornographic culture, from the fabulous seventies, facilitates me write about this sort of thing. ;)
Tanks for reading and comment.
11th Feb 2012 7:16pm
mmm. I know the symbol of your profile.
"I would never hurt a woman
Unless she do order me to!"
It is me who thank you.
I feel less alone now.
"I would never hurt a woman
Unless she do order me to!"
It is me who thank you.
I feel less alone now.
Anonymous
22nd Feb 2012 3:07pm
you wrote this with such a delicate trace, a good and pleasant poem you kind of let the reader see this wonderful poem through your eyes which makes it nice.
