Sweetheart,
That wasn't sex.
That was a branding.
An Act. Of. War.
And
--an admission of defeat.
A plea for mercy through quivering lips
And shaky breath.
A hoisted white flag driven
(hard)
into the depths of green silken sheets.
You may claim your victory...Sir.
.
.
.
#poem #poetry #fantasy

Manipulation.
#poem #poetry #manipulation

Winter is the kind of lover
That rips off the blankets
In the middle of the night
Leaving you cold, open and vulnerable.

No harm can breach this sacred space,
I seal my peace in this embrace.
That fear does not have wings to fly.
It cannot reach me in the sky.
Nothing can steal this life I love.
So below, as above.

#affirmation #spellwork #poem #poetry #ward