how will we stay
in moments of trust ?
as physical madness
releases our lust,
alone in a paradise,
of leather and pain.
don't stop if I'm bleeding,
I love the red rain.
as a cat of nine tails
sings in the night.
pleasure with pain
as we squeal in delight.
some call us crazy.
the safe word is bite.
I nibble your neck
as your body gets tight.
then the madness is over.
but just for tonight
by martin
COMMENTS
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Caliban
05:12 May 21 2014
I love how the words twist and turn.. a delight. Great piece. :)