Dumping the Goddess

He used to refer to me
as his
"The Goddess of Abundance"

He loved my softness
filled with
Sweet Desire: Sighs - Moans - Wetness

I loved him Abundantly...
Keeping him filled with me
He was never left wanting
or empty!
I cooked and cooked for him:
gourmet vegetarian/Kosher delights
fresh bagels & coffee breakfast
in bed/candle light suppers!
Dressed as a
"A Naughty French Maid",
I washed his laundry, washed
the floors, washed his back & made
the bed...

But, I was also a woman
with: Wants - Needs - Wounds
&
My Own Desires!
For this he punished me...
I was no longer:
"His Goddess of Abundance",
but rather:
"The All Consuming Devouring She-Beast!"
He said that I Ravaged
& Absorbed
His Sense of "SELF"...
My "Abundance" was exhausting!
Too much!
Too much!
then he left me
-Devastated-
-Alone-
I turned to the wisdom
of other sister goddesses,
who said:
"Didn't you know that you must always
keep these man-creatures
wanting & hungry?
YOU OVER-FED IT!"

I am still A Goddess,
but I've stopped Cooking,
and I no longer Do Floors,
especially NOT,
on my
hands and knees!

saki – Fri, 2007 – 10 – 19 13:01

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Nikoshiana Flowerday's picture

Lol, i loved this poem and can so relate to it, well done, think its brilliant!! :o)

Nikoshiana Flowerday – Sat, 2007 – 10 – 20 15:24