For just a guy with rope...
Lost in delusions
I once assumed
A certainty of self
This is where I begin
This is where I end
This is where I stand
Who I am
Now with
My feet tucked beneath me
Relieved of the weight
Of my own being
On my knees before you
Hands folded
Free
Your finger under my chin
I look up into the depth
That is the calmness of your eyes
I watch
The curve of your lips
As you speak
Your sounds
Filling the crevices
Of my opened soul
As my heart pauses
Your breath lingers
Upon the surface of my skin
I am
Desperate
Awaiting
Your touch
Pleading
Have mercy
Your words are poetry
A fine mist
Subtle
Soothing my body
Like rare oils
Making me shimmer gold
In the light of a red moon
Your hands glide over me
Feeling every stretch and turn
Pausing at all my sacred spots
Inciting small ripples of pleasure
Your touch knows me
Like no other
Where to edge and where to dip
Your tongue strokes me just so
I close my eyes
Lost
In what it feels like to be tasted
Thankful for the flavor of me on your lips
To be a Goddess
Worshipped
But we are better than a poem
I look down your body
Where it meets mine
Where it enters
And there is no end
Words
Are shadows of meaning
A hint of what is in the heart
An echo of what vibrates within
I speak to you with all that is me
With moans and sighs and cries
Even my silences speak to you
And you answer
With softness and strength
I hold nothing back
Emptying myself
To be filled with you
Please
Have mercy
So
I find myself here
Having abandoned reason
Finally free
From what is proper and appropriate
What binds me now
Only you provide
With what mildness
And respect my soul craves
In the pain and ecstasy
My spirit demands
You are the feather
You are the strap
I am found
Whole
In the palm of your hand
You inject me
With power
It seeps into me
It is my skin
Willing to receive no other's touch
My hair
And the way the wind caresses it
The way it curls
Around the smoothness of my shoulders
When it stretches across your pillow
You are on my tongue
So when I speak
All is influenced
By this new knowledge
Of myself
What I see with my eyes
Is tinted by this new beauty
That is now me
With you
My body is fed
My mind enticed
And my heart
Whispers
Yes
Give me more and more
I am both quenched
And thirsty
I once was a question
And you are the answer
Although on my knees
I feel tall
I was
In control
Until I was not
Have Mercy
On me
Please