Like a melted bar of soap,
Your soft resistance floats away.
I think it’s time to fetch the rope,
and I’ll leave it to you to pray.
Darkness; kind hearts glow brightly.
Rituals repeated nightly.
Read thoughts become so slightly
Restrained and bound ultra tightly.
The subjective undertone was quite soapy! Thanks for allowing SMM to publish your poem, MegaEggz.
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lmao cheers ftm ❤
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Oh Mega !! you noosed me tightly with your opening lines, “Like a melted bar of soap, Your soft resistance floated away”. your words left me hanging by a thread and feeling knotted up inside.
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Josh, Saywhatumean2say was right about your awesome poem fitting in well at SMM. I thought of you as I showered with my favorite lavender bar of soap this evening. There’s a bit of S&M at play in your words. To let go of resistance, can also mean finding oneself bound tightly. Quite the poem, indeed! So many fascinating secrets to uncover. I loved it. 💋
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Bubbly Soap! ^.^
Very nice poem tho 😉 sounds sweet, but scary at the same time
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