Tag: erotica

Brain Dead

My brain is broken.

I can’t write,

I can’t read,

I can’t fuck.

My mind is filled with many thoughts,

Some useless and many horrifying.

Is this the death of my creative mind?

Is this the death of my erotic nature?

Oh, how I wish

I could cut open my head,

Pull out my brain,

And squeeze the content onto the white pages.

I need to feed my desire,

I need to feed my readers,

I need to feed my obsession.

To my lover

Wake me up from this wicked dream with a kiss.

Grab me,

And drag me

To the other side of the bed. 

Fuck me until I’m weak,

Love me until I’m sick.

Cover me in soft, fresh linens

And bring me breakfast in bed.

My body is yours to pull and twist.

Give me a child so I can end this everlasting nightmare

and create peace within me. 

My darling, I am your rag doll 

And I’d do anything to please you.