Knee-high leather, lace
stomach concave and shuddering
collecting a reverberating pool
of saliva and perspiration
bound, spread,
penetrated,
melodious moans
of a wondrous instrument
you, from subject to object
me, from noun to verb
in the surreal atmosphere
of this ritual space
consensual animals conjoined
languishing identities, stifling complexities
lapse into slumber amidst the sweat and guttural
possessing every square nanometer
of the darkness that threatened to posses us
now sweet silence dominates
beneath, within, between you and I,
your writhing calm, my sensual violence
skin never felt so real,
pale, red, glistening
to dispel poison, once they bled
now we sweat it out just to sip it,
exhale it through skin again
trust never so comprehensive as your present vulnerability displays
my bewilderment compounded by the open invitation
the plea, the demand
to leave culturally-conditioned reservations at the door
let loose every shadow suppressed
here between us,
atop these damp and salty sheets
cradled in locked jaws of madness,
guilt evaporates
closed doors, drawn shades,
that vapor intensifying the high
even behind this mask
couldn't get deep enough
close enough
despite the depths I dive
no matter how hard I hammer
seems you feel the same
rope snapping around a tense wrist
to wrap around, behind, below
to slap me, scratch me,
then dig in nails till the blossom of fluid red,
hand raising, clenching
a fistful of hair now, growling,
Choke me, choke me
breaking another bond of my own inside
in answer to your call
to give muscle to the ambience
satiating this seductress
astonished to find myself drunk in a power surge
spine bent like a drawn bow
clasping a now stretched and flexing neck, I release
head arched till your hairline meets the mattress
eyebrows collide and quiver,
sliding to the sides of your vacuum-sealed eyes
mouth agape yet no sound escapes,
just shivering, and at your sharp exhale
I watch in exhilaration as you rise high and pique,
radiating right through me
I white-knuckle grip your sides,
leaving bruises on skin like footprints in concrete, like memories
transient as anything, but chasing ever-slowly
this shared slice of sky-high nothing,
this enlightening blink to the tranquil void
fueled by the feedback of mutual detonation.
stomach concave and shuddering
collecting a reverberating pool
of saliva and perspiration
bound, spread,
penetrated,
melodious moans
of a wondrous instrument
you, from subject to object
me, from noun to verb
in the surreal atmosphere
of this ritual space
consensual animals conjoined
languishing identities, stifling complexities
lapse into slumber amidst the sweat and guttural
possessing every square nanometer
of the darkness that threatened to posses us
now sweet silence dominates
beneath, within, between you and I,
your writhing calm, my sensual violence
skin never felt so real,
pale, red, glistening
to dispel poison, once they bled
now we sweat it out just to sip it,
exhale it through skin again
trust never so comprehensive as your present vulnerability displays
my bewilderment compounded by the open invitation
the plea, the demand
to leave culturally-conditioned reservations at the door
let loose every shadow suppressed
here between us,
atop these damp and salty sheets
cradled in locked jaws of madness,
guilt evaporates
closed doors, drawn shades,
that vapor intensifying the high
even behind this mask
couldn't get deep enough
close enough
despite the depths I dive
no matter how hard I hammer
seems you feel the same
rope snapping around a tense wrist
to wrap around, behind, below
to slap me, scratch me,
then dig in nails till the blossom of fluid red,
hand raising, clenching
a fistful of hair now, growling,
Choke me, choke me
breaking another bond of my own inside
in answer to your call
to give muscle to the ambience
satiating this seductress
astonished to find myself drunk in a power surge
spine bent like a drawn bow
clasping a now stretched and flexing neck, I release
head arched till your hairline meets the mattress
eyebrows collide and quiver,
sliding to the sides of your vacuum-sealed eyes
mouth agape yet no sound escapes,
just shivering, and at your sharp exhale
I watch in exhilaration as you rise high and pique,
radiating right through me
I white-knuckle grip your sides,
leaving bruises on skin like footprints in concrete, like memories
transient as anything, but chasing ever-slowly
this shared slice of sky-high nothing,
this enlightening blink to the tranquil void
fueled by the feedback of mutual detonation.
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