Submissions by NimmieAmee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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Come into my darkness,
let me draw you into me,
let me drag you down and stop your heart,
let me set you free.
Surrender to my toxic kiss,
abandon all hope of light,
come and walk with me,
come to my endless night.
Submit to my prying teeth,
let me draw the life force from within,
let me taste your sweet, pleasurable blood,
the time for darkness must begin.
let me draw you into me,
let me drag you down and stop your heart,
let me set you free.
Surrender to my toxic kiss,
abandon all hope of light,
come and walk with me,
come to my endless night.
Submit to my prying teeth,
let me draw the life force from within,
let me taste your sweet, pleasurable blood,
the time for darkness must begin.
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Blue Eye
I have known her so long neither of us can even remember meeting.
I have seen her elated, and I have seen her cry more times than I care to count.
I have seen her at her best and at her absolute worst.
I have always been there for her, her shoulder to cry on, her secret confidant,
the one she shared her bed with, her best friend.
I have never let her down.
I know more about her than anyone else could ever hope to discover.
But now she has a boyfriend.
Now he is the one she tells her day to, he is the one she shares her thoughts with.
When she...
I have seen her elated, and I have seen her cry more times than I care to count.
I have seen her at her best and at her absolute worst.
I have always been there for her, her shoulder to cry on, her secret confidant,
the one she shared her bed with, her best friend.
I have never let her down.
I know more about her than anyone else could ever hope to discover.
But now she has a boyfriend.
Now he is the one she tells her day to, he is the one she shares her thoughts with.
When she...
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Dear Mom
Mother
you have never once told me I was beautiful;
is it that I look too much like my father,
with His skin tone
and His curly hair?
Mother
you are the one who taught me to be ashamed
of how I look, of how I speak,
of who I am
so different from those around me.
Mother?
Do you think you still deserve to be called that
after all the harsh words and pain,
all the sleepless nights spent wondering
why you love my siblings but not me?
Mother.
That all important word,
it still holds such power over me,
awakens...
you have never once told me I was beautiful;
is it that I look too much like my father,
with His skin tone
and His curly hair?
Mother
you are the one who taught me to be ashamed
of how I look, of how I speak,
of who I am
so different from those around me.
Mother?
Do you think you still deserve to be called that
after all the harsh words and pain,
all the sleepless nights spent wondering
why you love my siblings but not me?
Mother.
That all important word,
it still holds such power over me,
awakens...
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Woman of....
The light fabric of her dress barely conceals her form
yet the mystery of it intoxicates me
I want to approach her-talk to her-touch her
but I don't
because I know she will come to me tonight
and she will take me to places I have never seen
yet the mystery of it intoxicates me
I want to approach her-talk to her-touch her
but I don't
because I know she will come to me tonight
and she will take me to places I have never seen
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I wonder, ma'am
Ma'am, would it offend you greatly if I said I want your son?
That I want to boldly go where no woman has yet gone?
That I wish to bring him pleasure and a fair amount of pain?
That I want to kiss him gently 'til he thinks he's gone insane?
Ma'am, would you tell me, is this offensive to your ears?
That I want my mouth around your son as his climax nears?
That I want to do to him what is way outside the norm?
That I desire nothing more than his sweating naked form?
Ma'am, I cannot tell, do you like what I am saying?
That I want your son...
That I want to boldly go where no woman has yet gone?
That I wish to bring him pleasure and a fair amount of pain?
That I want to kiss him gently 'til he thinks he's gone insane?
Ma'am, would you tell me, is this offensive to your ears?
That I want my mouth around your son as his climax nears?
That I want to do to him what is way outside the norm?
That I desire nothing more than his sweating naked form?
Ma'am, I cannot tell, do you like what I am saying?
That I want your son...
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Teasing, Manipulative Harlot
hear her knocking at your door
the fickle, fat less, ghoulish whore
she'll twist you, taint you, moan for more
until you're knocking at her door
where you'll gain entrance nevermore
the fickle, fat less, ghoulish whore
she'll twist you, taint you, moan for more
until you're knocking at her door
where you'll gain entrance nevermore
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Surrender
He smiles at her,
it's a hard, aggressive smile
that says 'you will be mine' with all the confidence of an inevitability.
Looking away, she shudders
trying not to yield to the statement,
which they both know is pointless.
Her eyes are drawn back to his,
which have now taken on a sardonic twist
as if mocking her resistance.
She stands up, intent on ignoring him.
He turns his back and walks to the door.
She follows.
it's a hard, aggressive smile
that says 'you will be mine' with all the confidence of an inevitability.
Looking away, she shudders
trying not to yield to the statement,
which they both know is pointless.
Her eyes are drawn back to his,
which have now taken on a sardonic twist
as if mocking her resistance.
She stands up, intent on ignoring him.
He turns his back and walks to the door.
She follows.
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Flowing
I bow before the water goddess
and arch my back
trapped beneath her tumultuous waterfall
I plead for release
my body moving rhythmically
thrashing and thrusting
a prayer on my lips
and arch my back
trapped beneath her tumultuous waterfall
I plead for release
my body moving rhythmically
thrashing and thrusting
a prayer on my lips
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Engine Heart
I stand alone in the center of the city.
The thought of survivors left me years ago.
When I first realized they weren't coming back was the first time I felt real joy; now I could go about my nightly routine without interruptions and there was no one to mess everything up. So I went about my nightly routine with renewed gusto. I could take away the filth and not have to think about how there would be more as soon as I turned my back. After some time of this, for the first time since before it was built, the entire city was clear of trash and debris. The next night consisted of...
The thought of survivors left me years ago.
When I first realized they weren't coming back was the first time I felt real joy; now I could go about my nightly routine without interruptions and there was no one to mess everything up. So I went about my nightly routine with renewed gusto. I could take away the filth and not have to think about how there would be more as soon as I turned my back. After some time of this, for the first time since before it was built, the entire city was clear of trash and debris. The next night consisted of...
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Spite
How can I measure your worth?
Shall I refer to your expansive girth
and how your scale constantly resounds
groaning in protest of immeasurable pounds?
Or shall I refer to your skin instead
Pockmarked and darkened with countless blackheads?
You make an impression and this much is true
my mind is a buzz with thinking of you.
Shall I refer to your expansive girth
and how your scale constantly resounds
groaning in protest of immeasurable pounds?
Or shall I refer to your skin instead
Pockmarked and darkened with countless blackheads?
You make an impression and this much is true
my mind is a buzz with thinking of you.
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In Love-Held Captive
I walk into the room and my love is waiting for me
her brazen naked form brings a devilish smile to my lips
I stand over her and her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of me
pleased with the negligee I have bought especially for tonight, she stares
her face turns red as I lift the hem, displaying myself for her
I think of what an innocent and bashful creature my love is as I kneel astride her
she lets out a gasp as I boldly start my play with her nipples
she shrinks away shyly as a lock of my hair falls over my shoulder and tickles her
I lean forward, tongue...
her brazen naked form brings a devilish smile to my lips
I stand over her and her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of me
pleased with the negligee I have bought especially for tonight, she stares
her face turns red as I lift the hem, displaying myself for her
I think of what an innocent and bashful creature my love is as I kneel astride her
she lets out a gasp as I boldly start my play with her nipples
she shrinks away shyly as a lock of my hair falls over my shoulder and tickles her
I lean forward, tongue...
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Rain
The air is chill, thick and expectant
as if the whole world is moving slowly,
enjoying the build up to the inevitable.
All the smells of the earth become heavier
the pungent aroma of grass and pine prevalent.
The feeling of power and energy thrums in your veins
heart pounding as fear and arousal blend
producing a freedom and propelling to new heights of pleasure.
Waiting, breathless, time stops
the second before, taking an eternity.
Finally, as one, the clouds release,
the...
as if the whole world is moving slowly,
enjoying the build up to the inevitable.
All the smells of the earth become heavier
the pungent aroma of grass and pine prevalent.
The feeling of power and energy thrums in your veins
heart pounding as fear and arousal blend
producing a freedom and propelling to new heights of pleasure.
Waiting, breathless, time stops
the second before, taking an eternity.
Finally, as one, the clouds release,
the...
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