I long for those nights of pleasure and torment. I long to hear your muffled screams, as the knife nicks your back. I sit here tonight remembering. We were powerful then you and I. We had it all. I gave you, your every desire. I gave you your every torment wrapped in beautiful ties.
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We were powerful. We had it all. We could have taken on anything. Except that ellusive thing. That thing that drove a wedge between us forever.
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Tonight I long to run crimson nails down your chest and teasing fingers through your hair. I remember your scent. That smell of fear and excitement. I knew your body so well. The sight of me would cause shivers up your spine and a bulge in your pants.
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Man wants two things. Danger and play. So for this he chooses woman as his most dangerous plaything.
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I remember when I read this. I thought of us. I thought about how you flirted with me and told me once you loved to flirt with danger. In your heart of hearts you knew I could consume you. Envelope you in me. I could ruin you. I have ruined you.....
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You float through space like some puppet with no strings. Your like a leaf in a river, forever drifting from rock to rock. You pledge your body but could never pledge your heart. For it is mine. I have laid claim. I never give up what is mine....EVER
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This poem (story whatever) is for a special man who was once in my life. We are tied to one another for eternity and he knows who he is.
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