My Master has come

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  • is sorry to all her new friends here.. I have been swamped at work and have not had time to chat much.

My Master has come


At first there is desire/ then the fire banks low/ then there is the pain/ lust starts to grow/ wanting and needing/ craving the touch/ leather and steel/ it’s never enough/ to satisfy the hunger/ to fill the need/ like biting and sucking/ watching me bleed/ feeling his eyes/ flaying my skin/ whip in his hand/ pain please begin/ rip from my throat/ screaming desire / agony sublime/ feeding the fire/ entering me/ hollow full one/ sighs of contentment/ My master has come

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

intellaspy’s Poems (16)

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