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Ash Bakeman Poem
My love, you have got me on the tip of your fingers,
I'm hanging from your cobwebs.
Your giggle is a music to my ears as your legs pierce my skin tearing from bone to bone, limb to limb.
I'm just one of your devotees, yet I don't stop to wonder how many more are there.
I let you puppeteer as that was your wish.
I have not even one regret, I don't need to think twice before selling my soul to your gaze.
You control better than I do my own life.
I need not to think twice as I am a good devote, I beg for your feather light touch despite it burning like acid through my skin and scorching my flesh for the next meal.
I do not fret, it hurts and burns yet if it means I get to hold your gaze for a second longer, feel your touch for a moment.
I am in hell, yet it is my heaven that's what being a devotee to you means afterall.
I shall carry it with pride...
Copyright © Ash Bakeman | Year Posted 2026
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Ash Bakeman Poem
Wrap your hands around my throat and squeeze like you could never before.
Sweep me off my feet.
Make me lose my breath.
When I'm on my last breath kiss me softly, like the is no tomorrow.
In the dread of the night hold me, console me.
You know I could never ask you to die along with me.
You are a gem I could never dare to take away no matter how much I wish to do so.
I can't.
You are a flower and your place is here on earth.
You will be the most beautiful one I have ever seen, I dare not pluck it.
I will welcome any death coming from your hands as long as I get to gaze in your mesmerising eyes and see that orbit of sorrow that surrounds them.
I'm sorry my love. Could you hold me one last time and let me gaze at your divinity while I take my last breath, grow weak and pale?
My love, you are so beautiful...
Copyright © Ash Bakeman | Year Posted 2026
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Ash Bakeman Poem
I will love you always Catherine
But you will love me never.
Tell me how to live so I can continue this unfortunate existence.
You were my reason yet now that I don't have you what do I have.
Nothing.
So tell me what to do before I do something someone else will regret instead of I.
Tell me how, tell me why. I beg of you to be my light and reason again
To my dear Catherine
Copyright © Ash Bakeman | Year Posted 2026
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Ash Bakeman Poem
It's simple really Katherine
There are many reasons to live and much more to not.
Don't let me be the you for you.
The existence is yours to find not mine to give so let the reason be you.
Live for yourself and die for yourself.
Don't let my existence be a torture to yours.
I wish you the best Kath.
Copyright © Ash Bakeman | Year Posted 2026
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