i imagine the comfort
like warmth snuggled in
under layers of protection
surrenderer me with victorious him
daylight taken with pleasure
my body with so much to give
leaves the master of my affection
a playground he accepts as his
a muse so confident
doubt unable to live –
stifled and erased, becomes
a union of dominion and submissive
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Desire is a very complicated thing and sometimes what we want isn’t what we need and vice versa. But knowledge of oneself makes us angels.
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You’re so correct, Mr. Cake. Sometimes it just seems so clear, so it must be right. Who knows. Being considered an angel works for me.
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Only right and proper Miss Dawn.
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Hope you are well, Mr. Cake.
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All good, being a little quiet on the writing front but still lots of poetry and short short stories for you to catch up on Miss Dawn.
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I’ll be over to read you. It’s been a few days, for sure. Thank you for being patient.
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Good things come to those that wait (so they tell me, trust you won’t let me down).
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Been waiting a long time. A book of poetry of my very own is pure delight. (I shan’t)
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No more delightful than yourself Miss Dawn
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You’re so kind – forgiving, Mr. Cake.
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Always Miss Dawn
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♡
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That’s wonderful and thank you for the follow, love the blog title by the way 😀
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Thank you for the follow, as well. I appreciate your encouragement and thank you for your kindness. Hi, I’m Audrey. 🙂
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Your welcome Audrey 😀
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Hope your weekend was full of smiles. Thanks again for the visit, Charlie.
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happiness in romance
is found accepting
roles,
i think 🙂
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Especially those which seem a perfect fit. Delightful find. Thank you, David.
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I would hope for you a reciprocation. Hugs to you, Audrey. ❤️
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Thank you, Betty. Hugs to you, as well. ♡
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Beautiful writing, Audrey, and I love, “a muse so confident, doubt unable to live” :)💗
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Sounds scrumptious, doesn’t it? Smiles. Thank you, Lauren. ♡
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For some reason, this reads as a perfect poem to end summer and begin the love affair with autumn. I always think it is nature at its peak in autumn, surrendering itself to change and doing so with confidence and grace. Wishing you a great weekend my Poetess 🙂
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My adoration for autumn has reached new levels this year, Mr. Collis. I didn’t think it possible. A sweet surrender you describe. Always treasure your stopping by to say hi. I’m grateful my words still reach you. What could be better than a woman with confidence and grace. Smiles. I hope your descent into fall finds you well, my Photographer Philosopher Extraordinaire.
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A delight
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Thank you, Sir. Having you here is a treat.
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Being there is a treat. Smiles.
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Aww. The feeling is mutual, Mr. RD
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Perfect
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Sigh. I appreciate you.
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As do I you. Smiles.
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*continues to blush*
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Imagines the blush spreading like a new dawn on your soft skin.
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Poets make the world go ’round.
And now you’ve caused me to purr. Borderline flirtation, Mr. RD. I’m honored. Thank you.
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Delightful purring Ms. Audrey Dawn. Smiles.
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Happy to have pleased you. Smiles back.
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Raises an eyebrow and smiles.
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*avoid eye contact and grins*
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Interesting
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Oops.
*and the blushing returns*
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What is to be done with you? Smiles.
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I’m content knowing something should be done. Smiles.
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Then it must
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I shan’t hold my breath, Mr. RD. The thought is lovely.
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Smiles
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An intriguing poem, of mixed emotions, and again doubts.
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The quilt of my soul has mang rips, which will require time and patience, even now. The inability to watch and condone is understandable. Thank you for your honesty. It helps me grow. This is needed.
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The mending of one’s soul
Only time thaws the cold
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Very true, Ivor. I thank you.
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“Why fear letting it be known that you are a P.L.P. – both a Public Leaning Post and a Poor Lonely Person? Exploring whatever is holding you back can be salutary.”
– https://bookofguff.wordpress.com/2011/07/20/p-l-p/
❤
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There’s a beautiful feeling acceptance love and comfort provide. Until those are reached, I suppose, admittance will remain unobtainable.
You push me to admit. I thank you for that, Ben.
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No pushing, honest. It’s free will all the way. 🙂
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I understand, Ben. I feel no pressure. Your knowledge inspires thought. Thank you
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“Union of dominion and submissive.” Sounds like a match made in Eros. Lovely poem, Audrey.
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Seems difficult to reach and otherworldly, indeed. Love your comment. Thank you so very much, John.
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so beautiful. you of such big soul. as tired and old as I am, you open windows. you of fresh air. someone loses here… unless they truly love you. peace and love. g
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Your comment brings tears to my eyes. Thank you for seeing me, Gary. Knowing if the real love exists is the work one does to calm the soul. Hugs to you and yours. Lucky folks.
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Beautifully said, Poetess! The hope and satisfying fulfillment shine right through!
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Well, thanks! Just writing the words down so I can show they exist.
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But … why not a union of equality, each giving and receiving joy and pleasure, even power?
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The enormity of this old tree and the words I wrote down, I feel, make a connection. I believe each having power is, ideally, a perfect world. Both different, but needed for the intended relationship. Make sense?
Just my thoughts while looking at this photo.
What do I know, thank you, Shari.
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