Kitten's Korner
Questions Without Answers
How long does it take for the marks to fade The dates that were circled The plans that were made How long does it take for the marks to fade The tan line on my skin Still too pale by a shade How long does it take for the marks to fade The slight indentations Where together we laid How long does it take for the marks to fade I'm tired of the reminders and long past being afraid |
Kitten's Korner
Because you are Mine
Because you are mine I want you to be happy Your safety doesn't often occur to me because you are always "safe" You are Mine the way my children are Mine Your joy is my joy and your pain is my pain My only my urge when you are hurting is to draw you close and hold you so tight that I absorb every tear like a sponge and you don't hurt anymore. As with the babies, I know I cannot really ease your pain. There is nothing that I can 'do' to make it "all better" anymore. Kisses only hold so much magik. I cannot make different choices for you nor can I always offer sound counsel to you I cannot stop the world from turning or make Life stop doing what Life does, to you...to me. But I can hold you when you ask me to, and sometimes when you don't You are weightless in my embrace and you do not drag me down I am not tethered by your presence in my heart I draw you closer into me because you are part of me Not a burden I must bear Fog does not weight the water it rests upon It is just a part of the water..separate separated... for a little while I ache for you when you ache and I will rejoice with you when you rejoice again And you will. Because you are Mine. |
Hello Ms. Kitten,
Subscribing to your thread... |
These are absolutely wonderful, Kitten!! Thank you for posting the thread, I am looking forward to reading more of your writings.
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Kitten's Korner - Yield
Is it so much to ask that
I may lean upon you just a bit without changing your shape? I know that I am strong in spirit and seem huge in personality, but must you morph? Why can't I throw myself with wild abandon against your walls and have them hold firm? I just want to test the vision of strength you present to me - will you be yet another who yields? Indulge me if you wish and love me to distraction but please...for me... don't change? |
Kitten's Korner - Snow Wonder
I wonder why I miss you when it snows
We've never shared a snow day Never walked in the sacred silence that is 'snow' Never made a snowman... or woman... together You've never kissed snowflakes from my eyelashes And yet I miss you most when it snows Maybe it's just because I'm cold. |
Kryptonite
You think you're in charge
when I bid our hostess a lengthy goodbye and slide my arms into the coat that you impatiently hold ready My thanks is a smile as you open my door pretend I don't notice your eyes as they slide up my thigh along with my hemline curl myself into your warm leather seat You think you're in charge when your mouth curls at my delight at your gift - one perfect white daisy I press my curves to your hardness stroke my lips over your ear whisper "Thank you, Baby" softly in the tone of voice that always makes you suck your breath in fast You think you're in charge when you lead me slowly upstairs spread my strong thighs with yours pull me in close enough to bury your face into my belly and slide silken lips against skin mine and yours both soft and strong You think you're n charge 'cause you're taller...and stronger - with arms muscled from labor and a hand that can span my wrists until I break your grip with a smile dig my nails in so deeply you moan while I purr - first your name then the oh so powerful word "Mine." |
Enjoying your writing... :)
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Thank you so much for reading!
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Evening Prayer (in progress...)
I yearn for those pivotal moments in your arms
where anything is possible but pleasure is probable. When the logical certainty of my safety moves into lustful uncertainty of your sanity. That exquisite moment when fantasy turns to fear laughter is sacrificed along with breath As, with a gasp, vespers begin in earnest. |
Homecoming
This warm sunny day of our endless winter has finally melted the snow on our roof to form gorgeous icicles... some a foot long. Your car in the drive and the broken stalactites over our front door give me notice that you're home before me, even before I am greeted by your embrace. Your always chilly hands are one of my little twists, so the icy fingers that slide up the back of my thigh and then between my legs barely make me yelp. Your other arm around my waist holds me still, while the other expertly draws my panties aside then touches me with something even colder.. and wet “Melt it for me,” you breathe softly into my ear, as you fill me smoothly with the shaft of ice. “Be a Good Girl and then I’ll warm you back up.” |
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