What do you offer the Wolf?
Only once has this act been taken to completion; only once was I taken by surprise and tipped over the edge. Some women have an ego about it, a sense of pride, believing their skills unique and determined to prove it.
It is an exchange power, a delicate offering that can be gentle and brutal. With hands buried in your hair, ownership of this act is in question, poised on a fulcrum between possession and the possessed.
You tease with teeth and parted lips; I tease with the blunt side of my blade.
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What do you offer the wolf at the door?
A rose, your throat, or something…more?
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D’jaevle, Bedtime Story– Embraced
March 14th, 2007 at 9:28 am
I missed your voice. Silken words.
I am in the middle of a knife obsession now. The thought of that blunt edge and the promise of the blade replay over and over in my mind lately.
March 14th, 2007 at 12:18 pm
hmmm. nice. i like the even days.
elise
March 14th, 2007 at 2:21 pm
Oh delicious to hear your voice again! Velvet words.. so well spoken. Thank you ~
March 14th, 2007 at 4:11 pm
Okay could you clarify that for me? Now what exactly do you mean? Your voice sounds sooo young, smoking cigarettes…
March 14th, 2007 at 4:25 pm
Cloves, actually, but close enough.
March 14th, 2007 at 8:53 pm
embraced…how lovely… excellent choice, as usual…the spoken word made this bedtime story sure to be brought to bed…
March 15th, 2007 at 2:41 pm
Hear him howling around my kitchen door? See him pacing the front lawn during the Dark of the Moon, watch him as he waits upon a shelf of dove-grey limestone under the sycamores?
Many wonder what I bring to the Wolf that comes to the door but are too fearful to ask, to even see. Some though, see me up on the ridge, close by the sentry of standing cedars, waiting just a moment to find the courage to step into the woods. And what does a girl bring the Wolf in the woods?
Thank you for your entry and oh, your voice. As one that knows a little about the Wolves, I stayed enthralled.
Melanie
March 15th, 2007 at 7:59 pm
Mmmm…..I have not heard your voice before, but I do like the way you say fucked. You sound very John Malkovich in Dangerous Liaisons, all tight breeches and loosened cuffs and boots. At least, that’s the way I imagine you :)
March 18th, 2007 at 3:25 am
Ahh.