Controlled Burn poem about Femdom, surrender, and curated desire

Controlled Burn

That look.
Mind quiet; open.
Body receptive.
Ecstasy emanates.
The ease of total submission.
The absolute pleasure of letting go.
The ache for release
that engulfs you.
The sweetest escape.

A brief indulgence
can’t swallow you whole.
Choose carefully;
be chosen selectively.

Insatiable burns out quickly.
Curated pleasure; controlled burn.
Restoration; rejuvenation; release.

A new leaf.
Fertile ground.
Space for growth;
for expansion.

Desire was never meant
to devour you whole.
Enough to transform you;
never enough to destroy you.

Pleasures meant to sustain you;
envelope you…
Not swallow you
or consume you.

The things worth keeping
are rarely rushed.

Always…
earned.
savoured.

Always kept. 🖤