Hello morning my old “friend”
I see you’ve come to find me yet again
Couldn’t leave in Darkness loving embrace
You’ve brought the day for me to face
I hate you so for pulling me away
And forcing me into the arms of day
- Shelly Schmidt-Franklin
Hello morning my old “friend”
I see you’ve come to find me yet again
Couldn’t leave in Darkness loving embrace
You’ve brought the day for me to face
I hate you so for pulling me away
And forcing me into the arms of day
In my dreams
I’m 5 foot 2
I smile so big
As I look up to you
You hold me close
Your body pressed to mine
A kiss on my neck
A shiver runs down my spine
Your little girl
Is what I wish to be
Not this gaint
6 foot 1 tree
But in your arms
Your love so tall
This Amazon
Can feel small
– Shelly Franklin
She wanted a lover who could have sex with her soul, and taste her thought process while she read books to them topless. A lover that could unravel riddles with their tongue as they watched her words turn into moans that spoke intelligence. A lover that would meet her on the edge of forever, letting their darkness meld into hers as they watch their demons play with each other.
She needs a lover whose voice could make her sit up straight while making her squim. A lover that reddens her ass with the correcting carress of their hand, keeps her screaming in pleasure long after she thinks she can’t take any more, and holds her tight, telling her how beautiful she is when she knows she is a complete mess.
– Shelly Franklin
I made him up
when I was very young
The person they needed
To be their son
He played the part
Filled the role
Became my outer image
To save my soul
Everyday
I played the part
Learned my lines
Became my art
But no one knew
The real me
I play the part
So effectively
A method actor
With no awards to show
Finally free
And ready to grow
I’m the original
And I’m here to stay
The costumes and character
I’ve finally thrown away
– Shelly Franklin
I was the Queen
Ruler of my world
But I took a chance
Dressed as a Princess for the ball
He took my hand
Made me his Princess
Showed me his ruler
And let me be his Wench
Still the Queen
Treated like a princess
And happily his Whore
– Shelly Franklin