Talia Hill Poet Verse

Leather

Ropes. Chains. Restraints.
Flick of the wrist; small pink mark.
*Bites lip*.. anticipate.
Pleasure. Pain. Pleasure. Repeat.

Trust. Submission.
Succumb to the sensations.
Hormones rage; beg for more.
Bound, good girl.. knows her limits.

* 'Texture of Minimalism' Poetry Contest
* Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
* Entered on: 11/14/2025

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Jenish Somadas November 22, 2025 at 9:16 PM knows her limits... Great win Talia.. Talia Hill November 23, 2025 at 12:32 PM Thank you! Very much appreciate you taking time to comment :)

Christuraj Alex November 21, 2025 at 9:44 PM With solid one word sentences the writing is very powerful. Congratulations! Talia Hill November 23, 2025 at 12:31 PM I'm glad you enjoyed it! And thank you for such a kind comment :)

Andrea Dietrich November 21, 2025 at 8:31 PM Sensuous one here. Good job and congrats, Talia Talia Hill December 13, 2025 at 3:54 PM I didn't see your comment for some reason, thank you so much, Andrea! You have been super supportive! :)