Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Marked

As I touch my bruises,
See my marks,
It reignites like
Lightning sparks,
The memory of each pleasure-pain,
How passion flowed,
It's ebb and wane.
Where you stood,
Where I'd lain,
How each touch, each strike
Drove me insane.
Every bite,
Every kiss,
Every caress and thrust
Pure bliss.
You make me scream,
You make me weak,
My complete surrender
Is all you seek.
You spank and pinch
And taunt and tease,
Your voice in my ear
Demanding release.
You push my limits,
Erase my lines,
You tighten your grip,
Weave our bond like vines.
Then passion erupts,
Lust flows like the tides,
We ride out the storm
Till the wave subsides.
And so with each flashback and memory
Etched on my skin,
My heart and body lay open until
I can see you again.
I will see you again.

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