Turn off my Mind

Hey there molon, I am so happy I could share a little nostalgia with you; thanks for missing me. ;) It is amazing how incredibly fast this year has passed, although in certain aspects time has moved slowly for me as well. Anyway, it's been very challenging but I am hanging in there. I hope you are doing wonderfully. xoxo 💖

Oh to have your mind silenced, the peace made by the passion and pain
Great read matey
Love and light
Ron xx

Oh yes! For me it is absolutely required or else I go even more crazy and that's not good. :p I have needs! And silencing my mind is an absolute necessity. I missed your love and light! Much love and light back to you. xoxo 💖

Where have YOU been ??
Jeez, I tried to save this Swamp alone
No frigging fun
You're prettier too so nobody pays me any mind

Riveting and bold in your dark flagrant style
Biting lips to blood
Too close to home
Feel like I'm reborn with your pen gracing our chamber of sin

BIG LIKE

Missed me? Oh boy, that is hard a question to answer. It's exhausting trying to explain where I have been. Sometimes I just need to throw on a sun dress and wade through the swamp. I like the snakes and spiders... the water and the sun too... and sometimes its peaceful. You are the mayor, everyone pays attention to you; I am just hiding over here in my corner.

Oh yes! dark flagrant - that sounds like me. Always biting my lip either in pleasure, pain, or to keep myself from saying something weird. (it rarely works for that)... I miss the chamber sometimes and always looking for the sin.

BIG LIKE the BIG LIKE, missed those. :)
xoxo 💖

My mind has been set on fire.  Keep on writing.

Hey there Francisco, I am a match and I am here to set you (and everything else) on fire. ;p As always, thank you so much for the encouragement. xoxo 💖

You truly welcome my beautiful strong smart sexy woman.

Hi Kristina!!!

Your poem is super duper hot (as always) but more importantly I'm so happy to see you post something.
Has your stamp of sensuality with a bit of edginess.  
Always a pleasure to read chica:)

Super duper hot just like you... ;) I hope you have been doing great and it's so nice to see you. It does feel like forever since I posted anything. In some ways time has passed incredibly fast although certain aspects seem ever so slowly dealing with life's challenges. Thank you so much for taking the time to read me, say hello, and your wonderful thoughts. :) xoxo 💖

What a thrill to see you in my updates today, and even more of a thrill to read your unabashed passion. Damn, girl!! Thank you for turning my mind off of everything for a few moments... 🔥🔥🔥
❤️k

Hey BT! It's a thrill for me to hear from you. :) I love that I could turn your mind off for a few moments and you could share in my passion with me. Thank you so much for stopping by and giving me your thoughts! Your comment took my mind off things for a moment too and made me smile. xoxo 💖

The longing to be taken by a vampire like lover has come back. Pining for the darkness and eternal lust; take you away from the day to day drudgery.

Oh the longing is always there my dear DaVinci... Always...  Pining for it. I don't know what I would do without such an escape but I know it would be really bad. :p xoxo 💖

"You kill in a whisper"
What an insanely great line!  
I love the build up of the angst in this.  The frustrations of wanting to be broken into and given raw emotions in their physical forms.  

This is awesome.  

Oh Styx... You kill me in a whisper with your wonderful comment. I am so happy you were able to connect with this one. Breaking through the barriers, unleashing that raw emotion that overpowers everything else and fully possesses in physical rapture is the greatest escape. xoxo 💖

This poem makes me whole. This hidden part of my soul. Drawn to your darkness, I'm bath in light. Witch.

A witch casting her spell on you to make you whole and reveal that hidden part of the soul she so desperately desires. Allowing it to get lost in her darkness while consuming the light... xoxo 💖

Submitting to life allows it to dominate those relinquished powers, those unrequited arenas of self-control.

Finding anything or anyone that can take up that slack, is a gift to ourselves. Letting go is an ultimate act of bravery.

Respect earns that. But even so, it takes self-honesty to let go. It's a commitment to our own humanity. It's all romance until expectations hit. And reality. And we think we're ready. And the facade falls. And we become weightless. Formless. And then, at the edge, we fall. And reality becomes our lifeline.

Sometimes there is a sort of salvation to be had in submission. To no longer require to be in control, to feel that external power taking it inside completely.

It takes the right kind of person to fill that void in us and in themselves with you. Being able to let go and make the darkest of fantasies come true is a decadent treat that pushes the senses beyond that which is normal. It does take bravery to go there.

Respect and honesty is essential for such a level of commitment. It's one thing to think you are ready and quite another to actually go there allowing yourself to fall but at some point you must try to keep a grasp of reality. Or perhaps that is just what we tell ourselves in order to be defined.  xoxo 💖

Perhaps....and then...there is a power exchange in negotiation....risk and development.

Mercy! But don't stop! Ever!  Reading you does an old man like myself good LOL! Keep writing and keep posting. I like reading you. Will return to read more soon. And again, stop saying you are not a poet :) Hope all's well. (Hits the cold shower)....whew!

aha, yes I would have you begging for mercy Michael. lol I am here to do you good or kill you trying. The shock of a cold shower is good for you. But the heat generated by having someone else in there with you, now that's just hot. I am not a poet. :p Sorry you made me. Always breaking the rules. This really is such a sweet comment, Thank you so much! xoxo 💖

Ooh, there is a certain kind of surrender that burns so good. so passionate especially when you say "All the cells are starving for you ..."
This kind of lust, relinquishing all of the self for another dives into the depths and it makes for great poetry.

Dare I ask if this would be a spoken piece later on? The DUP and YouTube community may come in masses ;-) but I think inquiring minds want to know..

Amazing work K, you really know how to set the place on fire.

Oh yes! when someone can take you in their hands and you can be anything for them unleashing the true potential of every cell to feel everything. That is the kind of lust and passion I have to dive into the depth and to be the depths.

I had not thought about that... Hmmmm... Who knows anything is possible I suppose. Come in masses, you are so silly - but I love it. Sure you can listen to me? I do have one newer audio one.

I missed you so much Wally. I am so happy you caught up with me. :p
You know I like burning things down but that's supposed to be our secret damnit!
I just want to strike a match in your soul, nothing less. xoxo 💖

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