Realm

I own my desires.They are sacred. This is my game...my hunt. Relinquishing my covert, he plays swiftly. I am special to him. My dark spirit seduces his mind..my secrets to my game... Indulging in my realm. Confining in my den I soak my body in lavender relaxing my efforts. He is only a few rooms away from me yet it feels like eternity. Knowing that I possess his thoughts ..his fantasies Relishing in them he wets his appetite. It is my choice to enslave him, keep him as my own. In my harbor my senses demands solace. Dressed in crimson I urge myself to surrender. As my essence is a flavor in which I enjoy.

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 3/14/2016 12:00:00 AM

Mary Arnott, it's an enjoyable poem by you. LINDA

Skat A

Date: 12/30/2015 4:36:00 PM

Mary, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT

Skat A

Date: 12/30/2015 4:35:00 PM

I think this is a very cool poem. SKAT