3 years ago. June 17, 2020 at 1:39 AM
The branches twisting and turning, roots digging deeper. The wind whispering through the leaves.
Wrapping myself around him. Fingers digging into flesh. Soft kisses on the neck.
Online now
Understanding me.
I am me, I am growing, I am learning. I love and I hold close. I have opened myself and let the blood pool on the floor, I have let myself know who I am. I am a servant/slave. I am not powerless I am priceless.