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Stuck in your web
You left,
but the glow still hums low
not from light,
but from the afterburn
of all the secrets
Underground...
we slid into each other
through pixelated sighs.
This server remembers.
The slow click of non-consent,
the pulse in the dark,
how I moaned in code
syntax dripping,
tabs left open,
history flushed
but not forgotten.
You thought you pulled the plug.
But come closer,
type anything
I’m still cached in your bloodstream,
still encrypted
in the wet data
of your midnight cravings.
Still pulsing.
Still shadow-bound.
Still aching
for your keystrokes
to trespass again.
but the glow still hums low
not from light,
but from the afterburn
of all the secrets
Underground...
we slid into each other
through pixelated sighs.
This server remembers.
The slow click of non-consent,
the pulse in the dark,
how I moaned in code
syntax dripping,
tabs left open,
history flushed
but not forgotten.
You thought you pulled the plug.
But come closer,
type anything
I’m still cached in your bloodstream,
still encrypted
in the wet data
of your midnight cravings.
Still pulsing.
Still shadow-bound.
Still aching
for your keystrokes
to trespass again.
Published Yesterday
Author's Note
Another farewell poem damnit... with a kinky technology twist (yeah I can pervert anything)... haha
Hope you guys like it. :)
Hope you guys like it. :)
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Yesterday 4:21pm
Yesterday 4:25pm
Ah, I so love pulling you into my web... it's sticky and wet but I know you will always love it... And once entwined you can't get out. I am greedy about the hugs and love... I was starting to think no one liked this one. :( So thanks for jumping into my web. I appreciate it so much always...
Yesterday 4:26pm
Technology vibe imitates aching loins of unrequited lust …
Mind play is a wonderful way to satisfy kink and salvation in our twisted world.
You do this very well Mistress
BIG BYTE LIKE
RL AWARD
Mind play is a wonderful way to satisfy kink and salvation in our twisted world.
You do this very well Mistress
BIG BYTE LIKE
RL AWARD
Yesterday 4:29pm
We are all buried in technology these days aren't we but it's not all bad. My app controlled sex toys are the bomb. haha But only when you are controlling them, making me squirm, beg, and dying for release... Go ahead fuck with my mind... I like it. ;)
Yesterday 7:08pm
Yesterday 8:44pm
Thanks Ron, you are always super sweet to me and I appreciate it so much. All that love and light really makes a difference around here. :) And thank you for liking all my weird writing... :p
Yesterday 8:13pm
Your writing has always been a pleasure to read.
All these lonely days in my prison cell.
Your’re always so sexy and kind in responding to my comments …
I’ll never forget you ….
All these lonely days in my prison cell.
Your’re always so sexy and kind in responding to my comments …
I’ll never forget you ….
Yesterday 8:46pm
So I made a damn impression then? hell yeah... :) I love being a pleasure to read, and being a pleasure in general. And I mean that in the naughtiest sense. haha. Sexy and kind, well that's a great combination isn't it. ;) "I'll never forget you" damn, making me tear up...
Yesterday 8:35pm
What immediately
came
to mind
made me reach
for my pen,
but then
I couldn't remember....
yet
I know
it's right
on the tip
of my tongue.
came
to mind
made me reach
for my pen,
but then
I couldn't remember....
yet
I know
it's right
on the tip
of my tongue.
Yesterday 8:47pm
Wait, what? you can't do that to me RT... Reach for your pen ready to make it throb for me and then forget what you were going to write... Damnit, that's just, not acceptable. haha So tell me, I know you never forget....
Yesterday 10:13pm
Oh, the irony.
The taste
I imagined
and never
forgot,
was
what it was
instead of
what's not.
Imagine
the fragrance
of what was
then down,
a clown
in the bushes,
his face
in a crown.
The taste
I imagined
and never
forgot,
was
what it was
instead of
what's not.
Imagine
the fragrance
of what was
then down,
a clown
in the bushes,
his face
in a crown.
Yesterday 10:49pm
Mmm… you had me at "his face in a crown."
Now I can’t decide if I’m blushing, intrigued, or just wildly curious about what exactly that clown was doing in the bushes…
You always manage to leave your mark in riddles - just enough to make me want to lean in closer, maybe pull you out by the collar and ask if you meant to tease me like that… or if it just comes naturally.
Now I can’t decide if I’m blushing, intrigued, or just wildly curious about what exactly that clown was doing in the bushes…
You always manage to leave your mark in riddles - just enough to make me want to lean in closer, maybe pull you out by the collar and ask if you meant to tease me like that… or if it just comes naturally.
Yesterday 11:19pm
Yesterday 11:28pm
My blood is sweet and hot... I bet your parchment would soak it all up, along with all the other body fluids too. haha... But don't worry I can get the fluids flowing. :) You know that!
Today 12:20pm
Brilliant and creative Kristina...
(Liked muchly your choke poem, also...
Thought of writing something that
went beyond choking...
Without asking your permission...
:)
In the same thought session
I thought of writing something
where someone gets raised,
splayed on ropes...
And blown to bits with a cannon...
Maybe too depressed to
write the poem at this
time, but if no...
Will revisit, perhaps...
(Liked muchly your choke poem, also...
Thought of writing something that
went beyond choking...
Without asking your permission...
:)
In the same thought session
I thought of writing something
where someone gets raised,
splayed on ropes...
And blown to bits with a cannon...
Maybe too depressed to
write the poem at this
time, but if no...
Will revisit, perhaps...
Today 1:04pm
Ah, yes, this does seem like one you would like to me Cipher so I am glad to see you here. (and the choke poem, seems people were scared to choke me though Sad face)
Write something beyond choking... I want to see that...
Raised, splayed by ropes is a good start.
Blown to bits by a canon though... haha that's pretty dark.
Unless the canon is a huge cock I suppose.
too depressed makes me sad, I hope that resolves soon.
Write something beyond choking... I want to see that...
Raised, splayed by ropes is a good start.
Blown to bits by a canon though... haha that's pretty dark.
Unless the canon is a huge cock I suppose.
too depressed makes me sad, I hope that resolves soon.
Today 3:50pm
I LOVE IT!! Memories linger... you won't be forgotten. Who could forget the sly, sexy vixen? And such clever metaphors, look at you flexing that beautiful brain....
❤️k
❤️k
Today 3:59pm
Just trying to get a few last things in before DUP disappears on us. So I definitely adore that you LOVE it. I thought it was a different spin on my last one. haha 'flexing that beautiful brain' aww... that's such a sweet thing to say... you are making me smile and blush at the same time. But anyway, let's see what kind of mischief we can cause on starsrite or somewhere else. ;) <3 XO
