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    dots Submission Name: Play Me Master Play Medots

    Author: trynfinity
    ASL Info:    38/f/California
    Elite Ratio:    4.43 - 149/145/91
    Words: 141
    Class/Type: Poetry/Passion
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       Passion between two lovers

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    dotsPlay Me Master Play Medots

    Play Me Master Play Me

    You touch me
    My heart quickens.
    My breath comes faster with just a look.
    Every inch of me on fire
    I'm the fish caught on your hook.
    Your hands warm inviting
    Bringing me alive
    Whatever you ask I'll give it
    You make my soul grow wings and fly.
    Higher I keep floating
    With pulsing exploding waves.
    Every touch, kiss, bite
    I gasp and scream your name.
    Holding me gently tightly
    Like a cello you play my strings.
    A miestro with his concerto
    Like a Diva you make me sing.
    You are the master of my body
    The player of my soul
    Every sensein me awakened
    Please never let me go.
    Play me master play me
    Make me come alive.
    I'll follow you forever
    Be my master for all time.

    Heather Kemper
    March 14, 2011

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    ||| Comments |||
      I suspect that you are the true hook and bait both here. Although unqualified, I can also imagine this to be a very feminine approach to ultimate priest(ess)hood. The earlier comments are worthy, but perhaps jacoberin misses the point which is not just the one on the hook.

    Both hook and cello have strings and both the fish and cello are in their own way connected to and played by the master. The passion of the cello player is reflected in the wild struggles of a hooked fish striving excitedly in any direction but nevertheless pulled always towards the master. Endorphins are released and we have an overwhelming and successful religious experience. It was good for me.

    | Posted on 2011-03-28 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
    You must not forget the master you portray here . Summoning his advances with promises of wildly reciprocating passion . Very artistically presented , what man in his right mind would deny such feminine wiles . Makes me wish I had one .

    | Posted on 2011-03-27 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

    i feel the passion in the lines...my only thought here is that i wanted to see either the fishing metaphor or the cello metaphor...and one or the other carried through the entire piece...somehow the combo of the two didn't quite work for me as much as i wanted it to while reading this...and then the switch to Diva...

    i imagine there is a striving for different examples of being played...but i wanted one of them brought to more fruition...

    it just felt like you touched the surface of each metaphor..then dropped it...and as a reader i felt a bit frustrated with that.

    you have very creative ideas in your work.

    | Posted on 2011-03-27 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]

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