Day: May 1, 2007

Feeling Thorny

For Tess, who tagged me while I was away. Naughty girl! Leaving me homework for when I return.

So consider this dedicated to you.

— 

roses are red
but even red
fades
to pink
unless
you give it
a gentle slap
with the flat of your hand
or perhaps
something sharper
like
the bite of
a flogger
along the back
of your thighs
or perhaps
the sting of
a crop
kissing the small of your back
or maybe
even
the nice
solid weight
of a paddle
raising welts
on your ass

but
no.
you want
red roses

and those roses
would be all
black
and
blue

Nifty Fishing Hat

What can be said for the path not tread?

— 

Liz,

You may be following the path behind me, but what follows in your wake?

Nympho,

As much as I generally enjoy my life, and the devilry I engage in, my preference is for the words themselves and the needs and desires that drive them.

Still, how could I refuse? It may not be soul-bearing, but I'll pull back the curtain just a bit.

Melanie and Janie,

My love for the written word is a love for the spoken as well.

Lea, Santina, and Sangre,

I am not leaving; even should I stop writing here, I'll be around.

I continue to write. 

Kochanie,

Lovely Magdelena can never truly be caught; only held momentarily, a promise made of shadows, sweet and dark.

Huni,

Sometimes we are safest when all the lights are out.

Siobhan,

Actually, the picture is from a trip six years ago. But I do plan to go back.