a telling kiss
as your mouth moves
from my lips
to my collarbone
I look at you
and it is clear
this night
is for the savage
longing
for what’s to come
thighs tightly pressed together
aching
primal
feral
but I remain submissive
you are in control
begging
with my eyes
the ropes, my love
be not gentle
when you wrap them
bind me tightly
and have your way
your hand will find my throat
the blood will flow
and we both know
this beast, this desire
it cannot be tamed
but for the night
he will come to me
to quench the thirst
to love me and own me
with this pain
LL~

thebloodandthebones