Photograph; God said no by Suzi9mm Her hands
decently folded
above the blankets
while the heart beats passion.
Veiled secrets
upon her devoted face.
The slow and lonely blazing
from a humble fire.
The cell where she sleeps is dark.
Silent yearnings.
The cell where she sleeps is dark.
Silent yearnings.
Raw dreams that hurt.
In a frenzied heat
between tribulation
In a frenzied heat
between tribulation
and tranquillity
she touches the belly
of her heaven.
of her heaven.
Her nails tormenting
the sinful flesh
until she bleeds.
She seems untouched by this fire.
Unaffected tears
Unaffected tears
clearing her dark heart.
© Moonheart april 2008
1 comment:
i want to point out that my sun*day blogs are my thoughts, fantasies and dark romantic (perhaps somewhat twisted) ideas about religion, faith, nuns and sin. Most of the time placed with a wink of the eye. i wanna make this clear 'cause on my dutch blog a reader thought that this poem is about me and that i'm unhappy. :-S
The reality about my D/s relationship is described/written about under the moonheart label.
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