Cry
Author: allurement
Filed in: submission, tears, memories, releaseAt first I gave him...
what I knew I could give....
The flesh for the taking....
the easy part.
Something I had mastered,
long before I knew him.
Such a sacraficial lamb,
and yet I...held the important things,
held them tight
to my heart....
so tight,
.... that it left impressions...
of such disappointment,
and yes, pain.
and slowly,
so slowly, moment by moment
I gave him more, than I..
ever believed that I could,
that I ever thought I wanted to...
I felt his hands... touching my heart...
pulling it away from me...
loosening my grasp...
and slowly,little pieces
fell away from me,
I felt him touch me in my darkest places....
CRY, CRY, CRY he said
let it go, let it go, let it go....
and it was
in the letting go,
that he moved closer to me....
there was room for him now.
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