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it’s the bitch in her ~by Angela
it’s the bitch in her
that keeps you on her dotted line
signed, sealed, delivered
your signature, her hand
done deal
used up and faded blue
the new you
(after all)
after all:
buckled down and tied up
your twisted tongue and caught breath
searching for sonnets
searching for sonnets
on hobbled limbs
and always bended knee
to sing, to plead, to offer alms
to your silent siren
who never listens, never speaks
who only hears her own measure
it’s the bitch in her
that keeps you here and keeps you hers:
her cheap fetish
her pygmy romeo
her corrupt fuck
it’s the bitch in her
that’s taken you down
rubbed you raw
cut you clean
wiped you out
bled you, bled you, bled you
it’s the bitch in her
that fucks with you
fucks you up
fucks you over
and doesn’t give
a flying fuck about any of it
it’s the bitch in her
that has your attention
your cock, your devotion, your heart
it’s the bitch in her
that makes you her bitch
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What I’m trying to say is that I finally finished moving my FREE erotica blog, Blistered Lips to it’s own Web address and hope you visit often.
The above poem is one of my newest entries and has proven quite popular so far..
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And…thanks to Mistress V for being the original hostess of Blistered Lips and for being a very good friend. If you’re a blogging neonate, eager to get your “blogging feet” wet, check out Mistress V’s Vixen Blogs, where you can blog away to your heart’s content at absolutely no cost. Mistress V even has low-cost hosting plans and will help you transfer to your own domain when you’re ready to upgrade and strike out on your own. It’s where I got started and look at me now? (No groans from the Peanut Gallery, thank you very much.)
And while you over there, you can still find me–glad to still be hanging out with Mistress V–plugging away at Pardon My French, my collection of sexy quotes.
xo, Angela
Somehow, no matter how Angela uses the word Bitch in a sentence, I get hot and bothered. Pant, pant, pant.
Glad that you finally made that move. Link love will follow as soon as I have the time.
You know I never stopped visiting Blistered Lips, I knew eventually you would start feeding me your delicious words again. Love ya always.
You just never stop. Do you?
But “busy” seems to be what keeps you happy and young; so by all means–keep on keeping on.
Good for you, Angela. We should all know about your other, wonderful vehicle of brilliance. I love this poem..you are the essence of sensual creativity.
Angela, you are such a prolific artist….such high standards and such provocative prose.