(iv the emperor)

(iv the emperor)

ice blue eyes     wirey blonde hair     laugh lines in a sun drenched face     the slowly thickening body of an aging athlete

you control     the tempo of my heartbeat    the fire under my skin    my arms     pinned behind me     you control  me     completely     sir

you  grab  me by the hair  &  pull  me  into   the bedroom

you love this     you say     admit it     you pull my hair even tighter     admit it bitch     you have to hit me before i will tell you     how much i love doing this        all of this

kneeling before you      tears streaming down my face      sir

© polly macdavid

cross-posted (in a slightly different form) at  https://crystalapplequeen.wordpress.com/2015/04/26/namopo-day-26/

(spring snow)

looking out my bedroom window this morning

(spring snow)

is there

anything

as sad as

spring snow?

you are gone.

i will never

see you again.

the cold wind

slices

against my cheek.

a knife

to my heart.

the snow

still falls.

© polly macdavid

cross-posted at  https://crystalapplequeen.wordpress.com/2015/04/23/namopo-day-23/