Strong fingers grip
around my throat as
your thrusts push the air
from my lungs.
Feeling your weight on me
like a safety blanket,
you whisper low into my ear and
I know who I belong to.
I am home.
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken: book one
PoetryCOMPLETED Poetry and Prose from a Submissive Heart **Kindly note, the prose in this book is already published and available on Amazon along with other novelettes, novels and books of poetry. There is a silent strength in submission. A collection of...
