O | When You Were Mine

O

I was stunned by the quick and certain willingness.

I was mesmerized; sickened.

I imagined myself.

I could only feel rage, deep rage.

I wanted to own them; I could do that.

The whipping.

It disturbed me.

I can take a lot of pain, more than most.

It is the restraint, I think..

Why are the women so lovely, in their slavery?

Why are the men so crude, ugly?

Except one.

But she, she was the most beautiful thing.

She said she would stay through it all, bear it all, and bare it all.

Just to see how the story would end.

~ by Joy Suzanne Grazer on October 10, 2009.

i had to revisit this poem after reading 50 shades of grey. the book is a total misleading and poorly written for the world of submisson and domination. it would be great if masses of people didn’t use the book as an example of that kind of relationship. it’s not like you are really giving a tutorial on whipping but i like the description of your self discovery. it is truthful

testerWhile said this on September 14, 2012 at 9:22 PM | Reply
you pretty much rock. love your shit! just stared reading your blog

drew said this on October 5, 2010 at 9:11 PM | Reply
You are something else girl..

A.A. said this on September 12, 2010 at 9:38 PM | Reply
Is this Story of O? Anyway, nice poem

Jas said this on October 29, 2009 at 3:24 PM | Reply
LOVE this!

melissaluv88 said this on October 13, 2009 at 8:29 AM | Reply
i wish i could be a fly on the wall at your house. btw you are a beautiful woman

craig said this on October 10, 2009 at 7:35 PM | Reply