KINKY POETRY
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
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
From Kink, Volume 2
Little
I need a little,
That’s old enough to understand.
I need a little,
That’s mature enough to speak their mind.
I need a little,
That’s sophisticated enough to embody their persona.
I need a little,
That’s practiced enough to know their limits.
I need a little,
That’s big enough to handle me.
I need a little,
That’s old enough to understand.
I need a little,
That’s mature enough to speak their mind.
I need a little,
That’s sophisticated enough to embody their persona.
I need a little,
That’s practiced enough to know their limits.
I need a little,
That’s big enough to handle me.
From Kink, Volume 2