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Wicked Wednesday: Betrayal

Constantin Somov [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

What was it that betrayed me?
Was it that look in my eye
That hinted at the sadness
And the secrecy inside?

Was it something that I said
That came out vague and imprecise?
What should have sounded loving
Instead sounded cold as ice?

Was it how I tensed, unthinking,
When you held me in your arms?
The language of my body
Giving off soundless alarms?

I tried my best to hide it
For deep down I do love you,
But as you’ve stayed still and stagnant
I have grown and changed anew.

I’m not sure you’ll forgive me,
Though you know I hope and pray,
That maybe you’ll absolve me
and we’ll last another day.

 

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Wicked Wednesday: Survive

Antoine-Jean Gros [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

I feel the pain you feel
The questions left unanswered
The heartache and confusion and despair.

But you’ve chosen to continue
To share your struggles
And to survive.

They say time heals all wounds
Yet it doesn’t
But it does blunt the sorrow and make it easier to bear.

I will help you when you need it
Lift you from the darkness
And carry you to safety.

You will survive.

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Wicked Wednesday: Ritual

woman in the shower
peter klashorst [CC BY 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons

Every morning
I begin my ritual
Early
Fresh out of bed,
A few sips of coffee
As I open the shower door and turn the water on.

The water must be just right,
Not too cold,
Not too hot.

Once the water feels right on my hand
I step in
And close the door.

I shampoo my hair,
My fingers massaging my scalp
And the water rinses the shampoo in soapy trails
down my back and ass.

I grab the soap
And work it to a lather,
Lingering on my breasts,
My nipples hard and yearning.

My hand slips
Between my soapy thighs
And my fingers tease my clit.
I spread myself and let the water
Caress me.

I linger with the water
Covering my face
Before I turn the water off
And step out into the steamy bathroom.

Wrapping a towel around my hair
And another around my body,
I exit the bathroom
And smile as I see you waiting for me in bed.

I would not give up our ritual
For anything.

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Wicked Wednesday: Friendship

Louise Catherine Breslau [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

While I don’t have a lot of friends
(in fact, it’s very few)
The ones I’ve really bonded with
Are with me, tried and true.

We share our deepest secrets
All our fears and hot desires,
We understand each other and
What each of us requires.

I don’t think that it’s possible
That we could be much closer,
My friends, my lovers, truly we
are blessed to have each other.

 

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Wicked Wednesday: Tantrum

I would throw a tantrum
if you closed yourself to me
and told me to go away
far from you,
Where I could not see you
or love you
or feel your love in return.

If you cast me away
I would cry and scream
and the far corners of the earth
would know my pain
and hear my suffering.

I would be lost
and alone.

 

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