Held in place and slipping into myself.
That moment when I'm exposed and
vulnerable before you.
Your fingers grip around my neck and
everything settles into place.
Nothing else matters.
I'm where I want to be.
I choose this.
Yours.
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...
