KINKY POETRY
Primal Attraction
R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.
It is art, not advice.
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R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.
It is art, not advice.
If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.
An hourglass body
Triggers primal attraction
I cannot help it
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 3
Please, Give Me Freedom
R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.
It is art, not advice.
If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.
R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.
It is art, not advice.
If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.
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
This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2
I’m Coming For You
It’s time I got my own
From a world that didn’t care
From a world that wasn’t home
Taken and laid bare
Taken before I had grown
My home turned into a lair
Used and left alone
But now I can share
But now I have grown
But now I will dare
To take back that loan
To make the ledgers fair
Perhaps you need a clue?
Because I still remember
Now I am coming for you
A new contender
If you only knew
That night in December
That door stepped through
Had me questioning my gender
Unsure of what was true
You took life’s splendor
Now its time for a coup
You consummate pretender
Your sins have come due
No, I won’t be tender
What I will do
Is become future’s defender
You are just a fucking mutt
Your crimes will be laid bare
Turned me into a slut
Were you so unaware?
Forced my mind shut
But I will now dare
A swift knife cut
Some pain to share
I’ll force your eyes shut
Into a death glare
I’m coming for you
This poem is from the book Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly