His words unbound her
And spoke to her soul and spirit
She journeyed into
His darkness
Becoming who she was meant to be
Who she always was
Inside
Each day she thinks about him
About them
And allows herself time
To savor this sin
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With you
Dipping my toe in
Cautiously
Was not an option
With you
I had no choice
But to delve in deep
To spread my arms wide
And leap
I knew you would
Catch me
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She was in the grip of his knowledge
From the start
It took her by surprise
This pull he had on her
But it was more…
Unexpectedly she had found herself
With him
Identified blazing need
Heretofore undiscovered
As days became months
She found herself soaking up what he was teaching
Like a sponge
Never getting enough
He fed her need to please
To do for him
The careful attention to every detail
To every molecule of her being
His knowledge of her
Helped her to know
Herself
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It was more than curiosity
It was a magnetic pull
Of vast proportions
Such as the moon has
On the tides
It occupied me
Mind, body, soul
And kept bringing me back
To you
Leaving me helpless
To do anything but submit
Let it change me
And take me under
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Your words
The ones that make me
Sigh and tremble
Burn and ache
Are also the ones
That helped me to see myself
Through your eyes
Through them I saw
The woman
The goddess
Hidden within
Needing to be freed
From the chains of convention
Needing to be allowed
To embrace
My natural sensuality
The woman finally at home
In her own skin
And loving it
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The fire within her
Can no longer be contained
She grapples with her
Newfound knowledge
Struggling to find her path
Knowing she won’t be
Following a straight line
But one that curves and dips
And may not always be comforting
May, at times, be dangerous
But one
That she is certain
Will fulfill and complete her
Which has been her destiny
All along
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Winter crept in
The trees standing
As solitary sentries
Through the night
Waiting for their wake up call
The silence echoing off the new fallen snow
It was then that she emerged from her hibernation
To become something more
Something unique
Something vibrant
Herself
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