Controlled Pain
Ooo, might I submit
the thought is not old
fluid dreams demand
that you have control.
Never lose sight of treasures
buried so deep in your will
my anticipation's delight
grows to a stuffed swill.
Gasping for that first breath
after the soft whisper of pain
peaks rising to descend
begging you to do it again.
Del Cano 2004
A hardened heart stutter
ReplyDeleteyou give me to be fresh
as I am mopping my brow
at thoughts of submissive flesh
So bear with me
at what you might gain
'tis something more I wish
than this controlled pain...*wink*
Hot write, my friend...."submissive" indeed!
Hugs,
Chris