POETRY
These poems are a living expression of my inner work. I offer them to you as a glimpse of my process towards radical self-acceptance, healing, and growth.
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Two Leaves
Can’t Quite Express
Dear Little Part Of Me
Monkey Mind
Eyes
Seed
Trippin
Blessed With Life’s Baggage
My Shadow Bleed Ink
Forever Cursed To Sing
Burn These Pages
Lifeblood
Uncontainable By The Bondage Of Words
The Derelict
The Cave
Pathology & Perversion
Music Of The Ever Present Moment
To Purchase The Moon
I Find Myself
Erotic Poetry
Master Seductress
Erotica, R-18+
There’s a folder in my phone
that’s exclusively filled with you,
a collection of fun
a promise of what we will do.
Each one given
without expecting a return,
just some degrading praise
just an opportunity to learn.
You’re a master seductress
posing just so,
playing with a mirror
bending way down low.
Bantering back and forth
waking me with a surprise,
doing everything you can
to focus my eyes.
On you
on your body,
on your mind
on you totally.
For we both know
that these poses are just a game,
a way to play
a way to stay sane.
The real beauty
lies far beyond the screen,
it’s in everything about you
all the parts that remain unseen.
Still
I love it when you send
I crave being teased,
I crave seeing you bend.
I may act calm
but inside I’m on fire,
lusting for you
every part I desire.
This poem is from the book, Kink, Volume 3.
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Intentions
Intentions are hotter than actions.
It’s not how you look,
What you wear,
Or what you do that matters.
It’s what you intend to do.
What you hope to make happen.
How you want your partner to feel,
Before, during and after.
It’s how your desire transforms your reality.
Once begun,
Seduction never ends.
It starts in the mind,
Continues with words,
And is accentuated by the body
A seed to be nourished, tendered, guarded,
And then consumed.
A seductress knows her intention,
Hones it,
And only then acts.
Intentions are hotter than actions.
It’s not how you look,
What you wear,
Or what you do that matters.
It’s what you intend to do.
What you hope to make happen.
How you want your partner to feel,
Before, during and after.
It’s how your desire transforms your reality.
Once begun,
Seduction never ends.
It starts in the mind,
Continues with words,
And is accentuated by the body
A seed to be nourished, tendered, guarded,
And then consumed.
A seductress knows her intention,
Hones it,
And only then acts.
If this poem has resonated with you, I would love your support.
This poem is from the book, ‘Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly’.
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