In the stars…

I see you… You see me… There’s a chemistry. I’m feeling you. You’re feeling me, But are we meant to be? Smelling your scent is Aromatic serenity. I become engulfed in the moment. Taken in by your flattery. Your interest is apparent and seen. I dream about how you could be. A vision of pleasantries,…

Submission, by S. Pearson

I want to be your concubine. To know your deepest secrets; And be all that dwells within your mind. I long to feel your spirit flow over me Connected souls entwined infinitely. I submit to you my flesh. I follow as you lead and beckon to your requests. You hold the key, but there’s no…