Welcome, 
This was inspired by a comment from Maggie....
Submissive intentions
The strings of my heart
are taut through lack of use,
I need a firm hand that
has the magic to manoeuvre
beneath my skin and
stretch them out,
submissiveness now lies low
swinging in its cradle,
far removed from the rising
strength I've needed to
soldier on.
I hope to revisit the frail
beauty I once had, rediscover
the urgency to gift another
with my all, and receive
in return; their conviction.
The first piece Maggie spoke of....
Allowing gentleness to settle
Femininities figure, my curvature
resting upon the glow of candlelight,
a fragile gaze through a mirror;
tonight I see no imperfection.
I lay naked on a bed torched
with the flames of history, strength
is gained in recognition of literatures
finest women.
A feminine silhouette speaks to me
in waves of excitement, I realise
how soft my skin feels and am
enticed to roll my fingertips
over myself delicately.
I allow sensuality to find its core,
relax my tired eyes, releasing
powerful gentleness so it may
gracefully take a seat at its rightful
throne.
