before dawn

In the green green grass, she sat
Looking into the far far distance

Somewhere on the other side of the world
A lover was waiting for her
Somewhere high up up in the blue blue sky
A twin flame knew her name

Warm warm summer rain was helping her
To grow into her own self

Somewhere; only she understood in which dream
A lover was waiting for her
Somewhere, buried under the birch's roots
A twin flame knew her name

In the dark dark night, she lay
Gazing at the gleaming stars wishing
that

Somewhere on the other side of the world
A lover was waiting for her
Somewhere high up up in the blue blue sky
A twin flame knew her name.


Sweet taboo

Take off All your clothes, you ordered. There was not an ounce of doubt; not a flash of hesitation, I complied. You knew I was your puppet, and we both enjoyed it. I stripped, trying to be sensual, but being my clumsy self instead. Of course, I couldn’t get my skinny jeans off my feet. Of course, the hooks of my bra got caught in my hair. Of course, I blushed and wished I hadn’t started this at all. My confidence was hanging on a thinning threat; any moment now, the wrong word – or what I interpreted as the wrong word, would make me run.

Look at me! Another order. I wasn’t submissive, but your voice and the mood we had created in our sanctuary made me obey. I looked at you, and you were smiling. I could see that even though my performance had been underwhelming, your body was reacting to me as much as I was reacting to yours.

You got up from your chair. Large steps. Warm hands. Shivers. Kisses. Nibbles. Don’t move! I didn’t dare to move. I almost forgot how to breathe. I was your prey. You were the predator. You devoured me, and it was the most enjoyable torture I ever endured, entirely at your mercy — flames of lust licking at our souls until they were sticky and we were unable to break apart.

Sweetest taboo. Again and again. We were made of passionate desire; feeding off each other, until it became too much to bear and our hearts exploded; our souls imploded, and our remnants were scattered; blown in the wind — eternal stars on the night sky.