Helpless

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    Poem Commentary

    Following "the downpour" which was a slight divergence from my style, I went home eat a steak and drank some good red wine. I fell asleep and when I awoke this poem came and poured out of me pun intended.  The scenario has been played out both in reality and fantasy. It is always amazing how roles change even when one is bound.  The deprivation of senses is key to the release of inhibition. Eat your hearts out lovers of one night stands, unless you are crazy this kind of trust you will never ever understand. you will never know the trust, excitement, and thrill of this experience, however to those who have had real relationships and have endeavored to let go, this poem is for you.

    Helpless

    Cuffed and spread in a giant X,

    Helpless and bound no way of escape.

    Breast heaving up and down,

    Breathing ragged and staggered,

    No air to be found.

     

    A drop of sweat trickles down your chin,

    Blindfolded and ears plugged,

    Neither sight nor sound can come in.

     

    You feel my full moist lips gently touch yours,

    Briefly and swiftly they trail downward.

     

    Left nipple ………sigh,

    Right nipple …….moan,

    Unexpected pleasure.

     

    Left rib…………..inhale,

    Right rib…………exhale,

    Searching for your treasure.

     

    Long moments pass….nothing then,

    Left big toe……..aaah,

    Right big toe……gasp,

    Your hips are thrusting skyward.

     

    Contractions, convulsions,

    The beautiful power of you.

    To submit your body to such sweet torture,

    I only wish I was as strong as you.

     

    Up your inner thighs my wet tongue trails,

    No your legs can’t close.

    Straining desperately your effort fails,

    Your scent  tickles my nose.

     

    My target is in sight

    Why are you so tight?

    “Do you want me to stop”?

    You curse me.

      

    As wet as I can get it,

    As soft as my lips will go,

    I slowly lean forward and…..

    I just simply blow.

     

    Again you jerk upward,

    Again you squirm and writher.

    When you finally settle down,

    I pushed my tongue in further.

     

    You moan and gasp in pleasure,

    Struggle against your bonds.

    As I relax and take my leisure,

    I put pressure on your mons.

     

    With both hands I spread your petals,

    Your lips look wet and sweet,

    I pull back your hood and there it is,

    Pink, wet, swollen mmmm what a treat.

     

    Mercy washes over me,

    As my lips lock tightly ‘round.

    Suckling in earnest,

    My reward is finally found.

     

    You are drenched in sweat and exhausted,

    So I carefully remove your bonds.

    You have been pushed to the limit,

    Sublime pleasure you have found.

     

    The beautiful power of you.

    To submit your body to such sweet torture,

    I only wish I was as strong as you.

     

     

     

     

     

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    lonewolf162 commented on Helpless

    01-08-2010

    very good abinojayag was that when u were teasin her i have it as a favorite poem mwahs

    BraveMoon commented on Helpless

    08-22-2009

    And make no mistakes, you didn't push her body Nearly as far as you most likely pushed her mind, the trick is not letting the mind close the door on that madness afterwards. But seriously, this is Poetry, and I very much liked it, I send a deep moan of pleasure over the ether

    miwall513

    08/22/2009

    well thank you bravemoon when done correctly the door is blown off.

    BraveMoon

    08/22/2009

    Hmmm, while I appreciate your... imagery there...LOL... the pun is off the wall, and the implied possible damage is potentially dangerous! ;-)~

    BraveMoon

    08/22/2009

    Language is SO wonderfully flexible, Mm mm mm, I am leaning, I am whispering "Siwu Ts'ats'"

    miwall513

    08/22/2009

    Or perhaps it can be freeing physically mentally and spiritually and lead to a whole new expression of the person.

    BraveMoon

    08/22/2009

    now your just biting my style LOL

    BraveMoon commented on Helpless

    08-21-2009

    AS one who has been able to submit my will to give to another and recieve all (I found their part well-faked soon enough, but it was not on me, they'll live with it), have you ever seen a horse sweat to pull the plow under no whip, have you ever seen a dog run and run to track for his master with no reward, have you ever seen a hunting falcon bring it's prey back to be taken away? We are creatures also. This is too precise, very good, but would you think on the mind of the other? with no vision or sound the mind will free-base fantasy... it is almost certainly surreal, What would you paint this picture as?

    miwall513

    08/22/2009

    thanks for your review the poem is written from my point of view not hers wherever her mind was it resulted in her extreme pleasure so why does that mattter.

    BraveMoon

    08/22/2009

    If that was all your mind was thinking, I'd be surprised, and suggest taking on the next lady less clinically, work outside the box Baby, and it only matters to me, LOL I have this innate feeling that No man is an Island unto himself LOL

    786mona commented on Helpless

    08-20-2009

    wow! i love this poem, gret choice odf words i mean it is a great poem! keep writing please:) 10 for u!

    miwall513

    08/21/2009

    thanks mona sorry re internet glad you liked it let me know when you write something new

    Mrpoetry commented on Helpless

    08-18-2009

    great poem keep writing...........................

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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