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Confession .227. And When You Move, I’m Moved…

You are a call to motion
There, all of You, a verb, in perfect view
Like Jonah on the Ocean
When You move, i’m moved…

Confession .227.  And When You Move, I'm Moved...

i would apologize for my absence, but i think y’all are used to my flighty muse by now.  i haven’t forgotten the promise of a second Venom post!  That outfit is still saved… but i need to wait on it for a minute… cause…

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Confession .221. Who Knew Evil Girls Had The Prettiest Face?

i still see Your shadows in my room
Can’t take back the love that i gave You
It’s to the point where i love and i hate You
And i cannot change You so i must replace You…

Confession .221.  Who Knew Evil Girls Had The Prettiest Face?

i hadn’t written anything new, poetry-wise, since the Beyond the Rainbow event i read at during BOI Week… i’d started a few things but nothing that i never really finished until last night when i was journaling.  So this is another blog post where i’m going to cheat and show you what i journaled.  Some of you, while not D/s, may still relate to this… and D/s people, particularly submissives, may relate more deeply.

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Confession .217. I Want To See You Smile, But Know That Means I’ll Have To Leave…

When the morning comes, when W/we see what W/we’ve become
In the cold light of day, W/we’re a flame in the wind, not the fire that W/we’ve begun…
Every argument, every word that W/we can’t take back
Cause with all that has happened, I think W/we both know the way that this story ends…

Confession .217.  I Want To See You Smile, But Know That Means I'll Have To Leave...

Today, because it’s oddly appropriate with this photo, I’ll be sharing the last of the 3 pieces I performed at BOI’s Beyond the Rainbow event.  This was the first piece I read at the event, and the first that I wrote, but the last one that I’m sharing with you.  As I’m sure, when you read it, you might understand why it needed a… particular… photo to feel appropriate.  *Grins*

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Confession .216. Have Old Friends And Know Our Enemies…

We can do anything if we put our minds to it
Take Your whole life, then You put a line through it
My love is Yours if You’re willing to take it
Give me Your heart, cause I ain’t gonna break it
So come away, starting today, start a new life, together in a different place
We know that love is how all these ideas came to be
So baby run away with me…

Confession .216.  Have Old Friends And Know Our Enemies...

Lately, I’ve been sharing some original poetry with you all, written as pieces meant to be performed out loud.  I’ve not always wanted to perform spoken word – but one particular poet got me really into it.  Today, I want to share with you the first poem I heard that made me REALLY sit back and be like, “Yeah… I want to do THAT!”

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Confession .215. I’m Laying In The Shirt You Used To Like…

Is she the one that I couldn’t be for You?
Is she the one?
Mm, I hate that You’re the one that I never get over
That I wanna get closer to…

Confession .215.  I'm Laying In The Shirt You Used To Like...

Today I want to share another one of my poems from the Beyond the Rainbow event that was hosted by Beta Omega Iota back on September 22nd.  The event was LGBT-focused, and so I began with my story of my sexuality in mind when I started writing and… well… you can see the turn it took…

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Confession .211. I Light The Match To Taste The Heat…

I ride the edge, my speed goes in the red
Hot blood, these veins, my pleasure is their pain
I love the watch the castles burn
These golden ashes turn to dirt

Confession .211.  I Light The Match To Taste The Heat...

I feel like I should apologize for the dark place my head has been lately – but at the same time I feel like I shouldn’t… because it’s not a new thing, my mind has always been this twisted… it’s just… finally coming out to play?  And not all darkness is bad, so… there’s that.  ♥

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