Words are pretty. They open my heart and they let someone take a step in. They don’t get access to anything I don’t give to others, though. Only love returned can do that. I am insecure enough that for love to be seen, I need action. I need promises that are made to be done.… Continue reading Action
Tag: Surrender
Not always Funishment
Play is called play for a reason. Sometimes it is fun. Sometimes spankings and the paddle are about funishment instead of punishment. But sometimes it is much more than that. Sometimes you know you are wrong and the guilt eats at you and Daddy taking you in hand helps wipe the slate clean. Bruises and… Continue reading Not always Funishment
And the walls
Come tumbling down But what more can I do to make you want to come find me? You say you want things. You ache as I do. You crave the touch that I crave. Is that enough? Will the world let is just have it?
Heart Beat
I got to watch my heart beat today. Sometimes I am surprised that it can still do that. The technician apologized for being quiet, but I said no worries. I am just writing bad poetry in my head. And I was. Something about how my heart beats for you. I wonder if you know that.… Continue reading Heart Beat
Surrender
I surrender to that place in your story.
Lisa Gray 