gregory
When death, reckless and brutal,
carved you from my quiet skin
I hid the grisly remains
beneath a neatly starched uniform.
Slowly, my deranged figure healed
and routine rhythms carried me from you.
I watched your hunch shadow creep away,
got drunk and danced naked in the dark.
In my new life and new clothes
I was beautiful, but my ribs were thin.
So I shoved rocks up my dress
and switched my shade of lipstick.
Last night the ragman came
but I know a wolf when I see one.
Trembling and panting, I ran into the alley
where my shoes were filled with sand.
I took off my blouse and beheld:
that the rocks were gone: my flesh
was warm and pink and full.
You had returned to fill out my body.
Smearing the lipstick from my mouth
I stepped from my skirt into the streetlamp’s light.
Then spread my fat thighs wide
….and was born.
October 9th, 2005 3:23 am
Can you see this NOW!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?
October 9th, 2005 3:49 am
I see London, I see France. I see Mistress V’s underpants!
October 9th, 2005 4:01 am
YEAH BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
October 9th, 2005 1:48 pm
Well said, Miss Angela…and you do it so darn well!
October 11th, 2005 6:17 pm
perfect i really enjoy your writings con grats on everything . you are simply the best domina dorothy xoxoxo
October 13th, 2005 12:48 am
Mistress Dorothy! So nice of you to visit! I personally think you rock…and am just blown away that you stopped by to say hello. Kisses and Hugs and all that Jazz!
October 18th, 2007 10:14 pm
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