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Drowning in His Lust

The moment I met him- I was smitten, soon, I was drowning in his lust; with desire and love I was bitten and lost, his smooth, silky voice and words made me trust him. I became a slave to his hands and lips; he held me tight- caressing. I was his love slave . . . his scent was my drink of wine, his kisses and words I imagined were true blue; but they were a prison that held me his love slave, we were pain, joy, hate, fear- and passion. Words smothered me - yet, I purred like a kitten, my heart was filled with deep disgust; and still with great desire my love for him drips! I stood and looked at this man who said, MINE; and in the end- I had to be brave, and walk, NO- run away fast . . . . ___________________________ July 2, 2019 Poetry/Free Verse/Drowning in His Lust Copyright Protected, ID 19-11163-696-02 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Written for the Premier contest, Slave To Love sponsor, John Hamilton Sixth Place

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Date: 7/5/2019 8:39:00 PM
Bravo on your premiere win, Constance.
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Date: 7/5/2019 12:21:00 PM
Excellent choice Constance...great entry my friend...sending love...^WW^
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Date: 7/5/2019 7:22:00 AM
Congrats!! DH...excellent write my friend...^WW^
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Date: 7/4/2019 10:28:00 PM
Dear Heart, your potent and poignant poem is breathtaking in its lusty woes. Congratulations on your wonderful win. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan
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Date: 7/4/2019 8:16:00 PM
Well done Constance congrats on a fine placement in this difficult premium contest!
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Date: 7/4/2019 8:07:00 PM
Dear heart beautiful write my dear! Congrats on your win!;)
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Date: 7/4/2019 7:42:00 PM
Congratulations, Constance! A poignant write, the push and pull of lust, the pulling away, the running... nicely done!
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Date: 7/4/2019 11:10:00 AM
"I became a slave to his hands and lips; he held me tight- caressing." This is what happens and often! Sweet words that we all know, yet, you string together in the most powerful ways.
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