like a wolf.

I still fight for control in all things, Her hands. So strong. So firm.

she teases me, and breath around my neck

moments when she takes it one step further.

In that one second .. I see Her satisfaction. Her sadism, of getting her way.

She is my blanket in a cold dark, that comforts.

The one that does not judge me for the past.

will she be my last

Image Donna Karan

Admin of nine