Published 10 years ago my pen has paced this paperback and forthtracing things I’ve said beforeback and forthrepeating what I’m afraid to sayyet free to writeI love you, my darknessI’m addicted to the pleasure that you float me ina bubble in the glass of your champagnea bauble at the hollow of your neckyou’ve touched me,…
I sat in the small, dark interrogation room- I mean, “interview room” waiting for my interrogator. I tried to convince myself that everything would be all right. I took deep breaths and tried not to appear nervous, but l I wasn’t doing a very good job of it. And who wouldn’t be anxious? All I…
Like a precious bird that sings a song just for me,I want to keep you locked in my gilded cage so only I can hear your special melody;To possess you so you give all your charms over freely,And keep you for my own, for no one else but me. It is a desire so strong…