Not sure I'm going to post this one
because it brings to mind a night with my lover
My King
I took him into my mouth as deeply as I could
Down on my knees for him
I took him as far back into my throat as I could
His hands on either side of my head as he groaned
And whispered my name
I took him so far back
that I began to choke and he brought tears to my eyes
So far back that I forgot the moment
and drifted away
Away
Away
He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back
Gently
And I sat there
On my knees before him
My head still tilted back
My eyes closed in ecstasy as he whispered,
"Where did you go?"
I couldn't say
I only smiled and ran my hands up the inside of his thighs as I leaned back into him
Forward
Towards him as he tried to resist
But could not
Nice girls aren't supposed to like this kind of thing, so perhaps I won't post this post today.
But when I saw this prompt, this is the moment that came clearly to mind.
A moment. Our moment. One of many. One I'll return to. Again. And again.
And perhaps not anymore one day.
I think it may be time to forget.
But My King
Who'd have thought a free woman would call a free man
Such a thing.
It makes sense now. It doesn't make me feel less free.
This is the interesting thing about falling on your knees
But you'd have to try it to see
how sweet the surrender can be
In the hands of a King
It's the one who's on their knees
Who really has all the power
The one who's able to surrender
Who really has all the power
Especially in a world full
Of so many rigid conditions
This is my new addiction and freewrite for 
Hardened Dreamer
Mother
Peaceful Warrior
Determined Dancer
and Stargazer
still...
Beyond fear is freedom
And there is nothing to be afraid of.
To Life, with Love... and always for Truth!
Nicky Dee
All photo editing done with GIMP.