I slide under the covers at night
snuggle into the pillow, close my eyes and
You
are there behind me
body pressed to mine
one hand sweeps over the curve of my hip
dips into the valley of my waist
skims up the slope of my ribcage
and stops at
the swell of my breasts
one thumb strokes my nipple…
The hair on your chest
an erotic contrast to the soft skin of my back
your breath hot on my neck
tickles
I shiver and sigh
sinking deeper into your embrace and sleep
Kellie Kamryn, Copyright 2014
Old patterns and emotions shatter
scattered pieces
reflect back fragments of self
no order
chaos
confusion
darkness envelopes…
Dawn’s rays bounce off the glass
a new puzzle emerges
solvable
I sift through the wreckage
creating new structure
a masterpiece in the making
Dust
dances in the sunbeam
tiny worlds that are part of this one
and yet their own
traveling through space on their own path
swirling in an endless stream
through the light
With
one breath
their course is altered
chaos, mayhem, confusion until
two collide
creating a new world together
continuing on in their journey
through the light
Kellie Kamryn, Copyright 2013
Kneeling
cuffed, blind-folded
holding position
body in heightened awareness
The weight of the chain
tugging her nipples
pain streaks downward
pleasure spikes
gasping
swollen
wanting
needing…
Penetration
deeper
rocking
added stimulation
more…
Another tug
pain enhanced euphoria
exploding bliss
body shudders in
ultimate climax
Fingertips ghost down her spine
and
she shivers,
hears his whispered words,
“Good girl…”
Returning
head tilts to nuzzle him
But…
she is alone
experimenting
waiting for the one
to bestow her gift of submission
(C) Kellie Kamryn, 2013 (Part of the “To Love Me” collection)
At night in the dark with nary a sound
I crouch in the corner as the demons come ‘round
Curl into a ball, trying to drown out the taunts
Insidious and mean, when I’m vulnerable, they haunt
Beating me down, and making me cower
Suddenly, I feel I’ve lost all my power
The words that come floating in my brain
Forcing me to re-live long-buried pain
Tears fall, body shudders, I shatter
If I give up now, would it really matter?
I plead with my ghosts to leave me alone
They laugh, move in closer; I just want them gone
Dully, it shimmers, not fully bright
From out of nowhere, appears a dim light
I look up and the spark gives me hope
But still – can I really continue to cope?
Yet the glimmer of hope sets me aflame
My soul re-awakens, refusing to feel shame
“You’re stronger than this,” it shouts out to me
I wipe away the tears and breathe in deeply
Slowly, I stand, gathering my strength
I square off with my demons, and after some length
Chuckling, back to the shadows they retreat
Sharpening their claws, so I know they’re not beat
For the first time, I know hope is on my side
Next time they come, I’ll have no need to hide
And even though I know they’ll show up again
They’ll be weaker and perhaps I’ll banish them then.
~Kellie Kamryn
We came upon a bridge one day, and stood there side by side,
an adventure beckoned to us both, your trepidation you did confide;
Willing to risk a bump or two, I took a step and crossed,
Then found myself on the other side alone, and saw you lost;
Shaking your head in fierce conviction, fear shone in your eyes,
My hand I extended, you stepped back, and then to my surprise;
You lit a match and tossed it forth, lighting the path afire,
As the flames rose up, I watched it burn, ashes and smoke rising higher;
‘Til after a time, nothing remained but an evergrowing chasm,
Your face was hard, your spine so rigid – my heart, in sorrow, did spasm;
A smile of knowing crossed my face, and I lifted a hand in farewell,
with heavy heart, but clear of mind, I left you to your hell;
A bridge – like any other structure in life – rebuilt it can be,
And when the time is right for us, perhaps then you will see;
Appreciating I am unique, and truly one of a kind,
then honor, love and respect in your own heart you will find;
Until then, without you I walk alone into this new phase of my life,
I sincerely hope that one day soon you’ll see you can end your strife.
(c)Kellie Kamryn, November 2013
The full moon beckons