There’s an ache i seek
A feeling i reach for in the night
During my darkest thoughts of you.
I crave the touch that makes me writhe
I want to find the center of my pain.
I need my body limp, exhausted
When i look into your eyes above me
I hope you see the tears there
And help me let them fall.
That you ask me, oh so gently,
To suffer for you,
That we chase pain and pleasure in
Synchronization

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She Writes Chaos

Polyamorous girl, submissive, poetry writer. Here are my thoughts, judge them as you will.