Apologetically Poetic

The sound of a large, single bell,

Fills the entire house.

The shaking of our Christmas tree,

Rings faster since I’ve lost my blouse.

The drumming you’re putting on my ass,

Convinces me you’re the Big Drummer Boy,

The feeling of your pa-rum-pum-pum-pums,

Convinces me that I’m your favorite toy.

The floor is covered in tinsel and ornaments,

The jingle of my collar is proof of the only bell still hanging,

I hold on to the base of our tree that now has only lights,

Taking me under this tree has left not one ornament dangling.

You blame me for not hanging them properly, 

I remind you that decorating the tree took all day,

So I climb on top with vengeance and say “Ho, Ho, Ho,”

With intentions to ride you like a sleigh.

You grab and pull on my bell, looking into my eyes,

“You’re my hoe and bratting will get you coal,

So get back under the tree like a good girl,

I’m not done giving you my North Pole.”

…Yes Sir, Daddy Claus 🫡 

Smoking.

The heat from love mixed with pain leaves bursts of pitch black smoke to disrupt my judgement accuracy. 

Melted. 
My heart transmogrifies my blood into hot bubbling magma. My heart itself slowly splits with every beat. Bubbles burst and burn throughout my veins. 

Eruption!

Hatred spews like lava from my mouth, my body language, and expressions. My heart explodes and fills my body with an overwhelming amount of steam that it simply cannot contain. I burn myself and consume as much around me as possible.

Hardened.

My cold, rock layered heart now shields itself from any further uncontrollable bouts of rage. No longer will I interact with anything or anyone ever again it seems. Finally you can relax.

Dormant.

It’s only a matter of time before my heart cracks open again. But for now, everyone is safe. 

Let me sit on your lap, 

Now caress my face, 

give my butt a slap, 

then tear through my lace. 

Look me in the eye, 

pull me in close, 

give me a creampie, 

then give me a rose.

Give me a piggyback,

let's cheer each other up, 

then stuff me bareback,

like volcanoes, let's erupt. 

Shove it down my throat, 

degrade me as you do, 

leave my throat a fresh coat, 

or on my face–just let it spew. 

Use me like a fleshlight,

own me and all my holes.

Love me with all your might,

let's wed together our souls

Now you say hi, 

and so I blush,

my thoughts make me shy, 

so to my thoughts, I say HUSH.

I need cuddles now...I can't be patient, 

by the time You get finished I'll be ancient. 

I know You can see me, that Zoom call can wait, 

Fine, I'll take my clothes off–that'll be good bait. 

That look does not scare me, see I can make that face too.

You really should focus before they wonder who You're mouthing to. 

I hop and I twirl–performing like a ballerina with grace, 

I'm naked and unashamed, but I see a shade of red spreading over Your face. 

Are You embarrassed or angry? I really don't care.

Look, I've made a pretty flag out of my underwear. 

After waving it around for a minute or two, 

I finally decide to try something new. 

I see You scribbling something staying calm as can be, 

but You're too late–I bend over and present: the upside down me. 

I pull off a handstand and I shake my butt, 

You show me your note and I read it: "STOP IT NOW SLUT".

I get on all fours and cower, giving You puppy dog eyes, 

I was tired already and still hadn't received my prize. 

You bid farewell to your coworkers and close Your laptop,

I continue to sit there resisting the urge to hop. 

You hold out your hand and I crawl to You, 

"Come get your punishment for acting like you belong in a zoo"

"But I did nothing wrong, tell me my crime, 

You told me to stop and You only had to tell me one time." 

You tell me to be quiet before stroking, then grabbing me by my hair, 

"A hug?" but no, a spanking instead..."this is so unfair". 

Take me, take me,

to the store,

let’s get a box of 12 or more.

Drive me, drive me,

to your house,

let’s see how long I’ll wear this blouse. 

Rope me, rope me,

all around,

let’s suspend me and keep me bound.

Tease me, tease me,

make me wait,

open it before it’s too late. 

Watch me, watch me,

laugh at you, 

let’s see it fit–as you laugh too. 

Stick me, stick me,

push in deep,

let’s learn how I’m not a shy sheep.

Make me, make me,

getting close,

let’s do it–but then my breathing slows.

Hear me, hear me,

wait I say,

let’s just use those another day.

Trash it, trash it,

take it off,

let’s get back before you get soft.

Fill me, fill me,

don’t hold back,

then let’s argue about condoms we can’t take back.

(Yay, first blog post!! BTW: I still promote safe sex. Situation involves a longtime SO)