Lifted up
held down,
locked in oblivion,
elusive release to seek the
Ties that bind,
abrade the skin
Free the mind.
Cold steel and warm breath
That erotic glide,
parting flesh
Rolling heat
down soft thighs, released
Fueling the inner beast
Mutual satisfaction
hunger satisfied.
Razor wire strung
Through barren streets
displayed, perfected.
Crafted for your private collection
Wings spread wide
your prized possession.
submissive
Sublime.
In darkness you found me,
And in surrender I died
Longing to become
your sacrosanct angel,
my heart was lost,
my broken soul not restored
but instead - crucified.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Supplicant
Posted by Kayleigh Jamison at 1:26 PM
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