This can't be right. I wait, my cage is open. I wait perched here lonely. I wait for his hand to caress along my soft length. He's in the distance, but I can't see him. He won't come to me, even when he hears my cry. He says wait, be patient, don't be anxious, stay calm. I can't. I close my cage. No one will come in anymore. I've locked it and gave him the key. I wait. If he does not come to take me out, the key will eventually disappear from him and I from his thoughts and I will not wait. I will just be here perched and safe from anyone. Locked. by ponybows
Saturday, December 20, 2014via Instagram http://ift.tt/13oSRyV
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