Baby’s Dream

I lay
cool air caressing
burning skin
shuddering
your finger tips
drawn down the spine
oh my god
liquid leaks
I am yours
as you are mine.
Finger flicks
track of lash
across the ass
arching
screaming
Oh my god
not sure
think I may die
each orgasm
a delicious ride.
Tears leak
sodden pillow
overwhelmed
needing your warmth
needing your arms
needing…..
assurance
safety
desire
flick of tongue
melting…..
Wake in morning
wrapped in muffled sleep
close the door
lock behind
heart of mine
never shall I weep.
©May 9/20
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Word of the Day Challenge #101-Untitled Poem

Hand held
tears ignored
this is how it will be.
You shall submit.
You…..
shall say a word not
tumble to your knees.
Barter chip…..
lands
people
armies
barren your womb
it shall not be.
Disbelieving
you held not with tradition
only to discover
that time for some
has not passed.
A duty still done
a duty required
bend now
makes it easier
upon defile.
©May 9//20
Picture is my own