a Femdomme poem which really spoke to me

Wreck Your Lover

By: Jayden Blue 

From Femdom Poems

Your eyes widen at her brashness
It clashes with her fashion
Such sweet-looking girls can't be so crass
What's in this girl's purse?
What's under her mattress?
She's an enigma in the madness

You're a flower in her eyes
Bloom when she's there, wilt when she's gone
She looms over you like the sun
Warm presence, hot to the touch
Open and exposed,
Deflowered
"She loves me, she loves me not"

She finds beauty in your pain
Digging anger and regrets into your hips
Sharp nails, soft fingertips
You take the pain and the pleasure with each sharp breath
Black, blue, purple, green, yellow...

Gasp for air
You'll be choking on more than your words
If only she could,
She'd spew out her hypothetical frustrations
You're a blank canvas
She'll mark you with her gratified temptations

Her love comes at a price
Debt has never been so nice
On your knees,
You found God in a lover
And you love to unleash the devil inside her

sliced

unless of course, your Goddess keeps on hand, sharp, pointy playthings like this.

then Her results are more like this
 any questions? i thought not ...

\