Please, Give Me Freedom

 

Please daddy
Would you 
Take away
The stress of my day
So that tomorrow
I’ll be reminded
Of you
And of us
In this moment?

I want to wince
Whenever I take seat

It will serve as a trigger
To bring me back
To your hand
Upon my flesh

The sound
The impact
The connection

Please give me pain
Not just for the pleasure
Not just for the distraction
But as solace
As love
As acceptance

Please
Give me freedom


 
Z.P. Phillips

Z.P. Phillips moves into the edge of restraint and release, penning poetry and stories that seduce and sting. His work entwines lust with language, celebrates desire in every form, and opens the door to kinks kept hidden in the dark. Out now: Kink volumes 1, 2, & 3.

https://www.kinkypoetry.com/
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