Tethered to you…

I wish I could untie myself from you

To loosen this string that has tethered my rib to yours

I want to not search for you

I want to have a moment’s peace from the thought of you

I want to not long for your presence…

To see you…to touch you…to run my hand down your back

To want to feel your cheek warm against my palm…Rough and unyielding

To run my thumb over your lips…Priming them for my own

But you keep breaking my heart

Over and over and over

And yet I still come back

Again and again and again

Loosen the string or pull it tighter to you

Please…

I know this is my punishment

You told me to choose

Taking my indecision as a lack of adoration…you’ve taken everything

You made me want you

You worked your way in

So coy…so sly…

I didn’t know it until it was too late

I will make you fall in love with me…is what you whispered

How cheesy…how cocky

But you did…and then you turned away

How do I untie myself from this ache at my side

It has brought me to my knees

This is my punishment…this is how you would have me pay

Please…

Loosen the string or pull it tighter to you

You pluck at it…giving me hope

Hope that you would one day glance my way

How do I untie myself?

Please…

You are my vice

I know you’re not right…greater loves await me

But yet I sit here… patiently…longingly…waiting at your feet

Untie this string or pull it tighter to you

You know the power you hold over me

Give me peace

Set me free

Untether this string that connects me to you

Let me crumble in the agony of your loss

Untie this string or pull it tighter to you

Forgive me…love me

Without you I am lost.

 

Eternamente,

Vita

Please check out these other fabulous writers who are also blogging for Valentine's Day

Visit them and find out just how different we are and yet how similar. They are:
Del Carmen writes hot, kinky, satisfying erotica.  Visit her at www.mydelcarmen.com
Also writing as Maria Ferrer at
http://marializaferrer.blogspot.com/2015/02/blog-tour-writers-desk.html
Mercedes Cruz writes fun and kinky erotica based on characters living in New York City. Visit her at www.mercedescruz.

 

 

 

 

Why I Write.

Before I was ever a writer, I was first and foremost, a reader.

At an early age my parents instilled in me a love of books.   Good behavior was rewarded by a trips to the bookstore.  

Even as I write this, I can still recall the feeling of walking through the racks at the Walden Books on Montague Street in Brooklyn.  So many to choose...no Internet or no Google search... just digging through the rows of shelves and finding the one that looked good.

With each book read,  my imagination built new stories of its own.  For me it was a easy extension of all characters I read about and loved.

Now in my late thirties,  I can say with all confidence, I write because of my love of the written word in all its forms.  I write because of after all these years my own characters and stories fill my head day and night.

I write because I always have been and always will be a Constant Reader.   I write because it is an intrinsic part of me. 

I write because I must.