Kah-nigh/Conigh

"Conigh - is Cajun French for conniving... But in a mischievous fun way." I've been called this once or twice and always with love. 🖤 😉 Enjoy... Kah nighAm ITo SpyWith MyLittle EyeA Sigh To replyOh,Lovers CryOh,Shivery ThighLet's TryTo FlyHeights HighOh,MyOh MyHands TryTo ReplySo SlySlights NighAm ISo Kah-nighLittle I Can't deny-Madamchryzl-

Narcoleptic Nymph VII

Narcoleptic Nymph VII You are perfect for the night...Your image is setTo blind meIn the light...Air and water evaporate at sight.. Some images are only Meant to seeDuring the night...-Madamchryzl-

Confessional Walls

Confessional Walls These confessional wallsShould not beBuilt so thin...Let the construct Be of diamondsso they maydeflect my sin...Walls of Pineand thin curtainWill not withstandNor contain...Such a concessionOf lovers dancingAlong the borderFar from saine...Oh feeble wallsOh echoing halls...My sinful words...Would surely rupture...All that isThis measly structure... -Madamchryzl-

Nefarious Nymph II

An anguish of a different kind...A new torture as old as time...You have become a Favorite strap of mine...Created perfectly for blistery hind...-Madamchryzl- This poem will be reposted with a password due to the "X Rated" charcoal drawing By John Teal - The password is "Nymph" 😉 🖤

Tease

As we live and breathe... May God, bless the tease... Neither are they naughty or nice... They are just better served, With a tub of ice... -Madamchryzl-

Nimble Nymph

Nimble Nymph CHARCOAL ART BY: JOHN TEAL I await bare...Fully equipped with my stare...You may find me...Wrapped less tightly...Slightly...Less brings more...More for meTo adore...-Madamchryzl- Special thank you to, Mr. John Teal for allowing me use of his electric and inspirational art. I am grateful. 🖤

NARCOLEPTIC NYMPH V

Self Sufficient Self depletion is a measure...Oh, borderline painful pleasure...Less can reassure...Self-preservation can be a treasure...Selfish love can rest assure...Myself pleads to me, "Madame, please, more..."-Madamchryzl-

I Like It

I Like It I.. I like ...I like it...I like the way...I like the way you and...I like the way you and me...I like the way you and...I like the way you...I like the way...I like it...I like...US...-Madamchryzl-

Gratification

Gratification For quite some time now, I've suspected the universe is a masochist at her core...She created and showed me the only temptation I will forever battle...I am no masochist, but your memory is a torture that I delight over... Over and over again...-Madamchryzl-

Birthday Gift

Birthday Gift A fanciful bow will not do... My choice present for you... Is wrapped in yellow tape... Be gentle with my nape... -Madamchryzl- May your day be beautiful and kind...Do not forget to thank your beautiful Mother for birthing you, on this day so many years ago. She brought quite a force into this... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nymph IV

Narcoleptic Nymph IV How can I open my eyes...And taste you...How can I ignore my cravings...And savor you...How can I inhale my night...And smell you.. How can I hear my own breath...And listen to you... How can I feel myself...And know that you are alone...-Madamchryzl-

Return To Sender

Return To Sender Where does my love land, if it does not reach you... Where does it go... Does it wither or turn blue... Does it live... What can hold something so few... What can such singular love mean... Who would return warm love to the palest hue... Who can ever love such an empty... Continue Reading →

Dinner Bits

Dinner Bits Such friends are quiver and quaver... Alas, they bring flesh a flavor... Stillness left to oscillate... Hunger needs no plate... You, I wish to be served... -Madamchryzl-

Narcoleptic Nymph III

Give Me Lace There is something about lace that really puts a smile on my face... I find such delight for lace, in delicate white... Though, lace in black will surely set the boys back... Sigh, not enough can be said of lace dripped in red... Cover me in them all, then find me, just... Continue Reading →

Trajectory

What kept you on bottom... I reject... I'm sorry God allowed them... I object... You are a force without them... I declare .. -Madamchryzl-

Friday Song is By: Bruce Springsteen

Friday Song - Bruce Springersonsteen... Or something like that ... I bet no one even recognizes that guys name... "ROSALITA" is the song... 🖤I BET MR. SPRINGERSONSTEEN WAS A 🐰 TOO!🖤 Spread out now Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reinsYou know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's gameYou pick up little... Continue Reading →

Red Pleasure

My Madam of Red Pleasure has become less easy to please… I try to serve Her blindly; though, I am quite a tease… Newly constructed avenues to Her have been delightfully painstaking… Only the deepest of the universes are ours for the making… Her power rests on the shores of unattainable satisfaction… The reward, is... Continue Reading →

Glutton For Punishment

When I wish to punish myself, I begin to recollect... Each, every, and all that I voted to dissect... What a pleasure this torture has been... You are a fantastical cause of a grin... I've never, cried or touched, so deeply... I've never, sinned OH so sheeply... What terrible taste... It's a shame to waste...... Continue Reading →

Naughty Nymph II

Beneath the duvet... I do convey... A purpose, a passion... Such fun, in quite a fanciful fashion... The thought, the thing... The thoughts that you bring... The touch, the feel... You begging upon your heel... My Muse, My Pleasure... A temperature for only your measure... -Madamchryzl-

Naughty Narcoleptic Nymph

Grand displeasure tugs at my apron string... "Tonight, now? But I have so much to do." He stands there before me, almost 6 feet tall... His ghostly image lined within a Yellow Taped frame. Holding the shards of me together... My breathing turns heavy and I'm down on the floor... Alone in blissful agony, even... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nymph-Noel

Poinsettia Narcoleptic Nymph-Noel With mistletoe on her lips, she leaned into her lover. He knew she was deadly love, wrapped in a bow. He returned her kiss and her hands grasped both arms. She loved his taste and wished it would stay forever. Instead she held his bottom lip pressed between her teeth… His holiday... Continue Reading →

A Pawn

Just A Pawn... Madamchryzl 2004-ish A pawn in your game... Only my name... Phonetic syllables, all the same... Synonymous with shame... -Madamchryzl-

Tongue

Pleasant tongue... Roaming from... Soft leather... Stormy weather... Lightening creeps... Lover sleeps... -Madamchryzl-

Monday Song

Leon Bridges-Don't Worry 😉 We been runnin' 'round covered in gas, playin' with matches, ohWe've been runnin' this thing, burnin' it down, downSweetly talkin' but you and I both knowKeep on runnin' it down, the world that we ignoredI don't have much but I give you loveI used to say that kind of stuffLike a... Continue Reading →

An Ode To ‘Dirty Dancing’

🖤Dirty Dancing🖤 Familiar songs bring comfort and pleasant memories... Her heart goes, bump bump... As her kisses come in three's... His heart goes, bump bump... Giggles turn to sighs.. Her heart goes, bump bump... Cradled, unlike a baby, though she cries... His heart goes, bump bump... Plush cotton heavy on the skin... Her heart goes,... Continue Reading →

Wednesday Song

Wednesday Song-Panic Room by Au/Ra Some of you will probably know this one... 🙂 (Welcome to theWelcome to theWelcome to theWelcome to the)Hell raising, hair raisingI'm ready for the worstSo frightening, face whiteningFear that you can't reverse My phone has no signalIt's making my skin crawlThe silence is so loudThe lights spark and flickerWith monsters... Continue Reading →

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