Poetry

I lay here wondering. I wonder what it would be like to share this heat with you…. Would you wind your flesh around mine? Would you cleanse yourself in me? …

The soft glow of candle light illuminates my way To the promise of hot water wrapping me in its soapy embrace I strip Naked Watching you glistening in the light …

Cleansed of dirt by crystal clear waters, seated, waiting, wrapped in white. Forever soiled by you… Mollyxxx Ps… Click on the icon below to see who else is joining in …

I want to please you… Down on my knees before you, my wrists tied behind my back. I search your face, seeking approval for my place here, beneath you Lower …

Every day I walk to the woods and wait for her. I saw her once, dashing through the stream, her skirt flowing behind her, her cheeks blushed pink with life. …

Dear Santa I really have been a good girl Even though it might not seem that way Don’t listen to the rumours Or what the other girls say  * It’s …

I am your darkness. Thoughts of me inspire you To reach inside yourself And touch the evil Mollyxxx Ps… Click on the icon below to see who else is entering …

I want you To come to bed Lay down with me Rest your head * Use your hands To warm my skin Remind me of my place Within * Beneath …

  I want this In your hands Take it from me Rip it from my grasp Claim what is yours Both of us belong to you Cold sharp steel Warm …

Look into my eyes Tell me what you see Is it weakness at your look Or a defiant me Do I look like I’m going to kneel And bow down …

  Click To Play Audio *** Hold my hand and come with me Through the gate for you to see What mystery lay behind these walls Dark passageway or palatial …

17th June 2012 Soft skin craves your touch Naked and vulnerable I wait for you Nourished and yet starving Feed me your darkness… … I am hungry for it Mollyxxx …

30th May 2012 I am very sad to say that this is the last ever week of Wanton Wednesday. Wanton Wednesday was the first meme that I ever joined in …

22nd April 2012 A flash of thigh A touch of lace A fleeting glance A moment’s grace  . A stolen touch A gentle brush A finger tip A rosy flush …

8th April 2012 In the darkness Sacrificed to your lust Molten wax brands me With a cross The sign of love burnt upon my skin My body a sacrament, consumed …