*Cosmic Mist*
Bluelighter
Pull at my hair! Rip at my clothes!
Gag my mouth so no one else knows
Of the vile, hateful, physical pain
You inflict. You and I are not the same
And never shall be! Do I dare
Fight back while my skin is so bare?
While my arms are pinned down
And my legs spread apart?
Do I dare react…
Or just play my part?
**********
Beat my face so my sweet liquid leaves –
So it covers you over and no one deceives.
May my blood indicate your vile thoughts
And the unspeakable violence you each wrought!
Then when you climax, and the end is nigh
Beat me still more – make me comply!
For if I live to tell the tale
You shall live your life alone in gaol!
So wash my face! Dust me off – oh villainous things!
Lest you are pained by others’ slings.
Take the sweet liquid (some call it life),
Beat me and break me – such violence is rife!
Then force me to lie and make me obey!
To this dyke in your life – your message – convey!
Announce every problem my lifestyle presents,
So my soul too shall journey to your holy presence,
And be with your Master, in whose word you have faith
As you are turned and molded on his spiritual lathe.
**********
Ah! The sweet liquid so freely flows
That now I see visions, which no one else knows:
My love as she stands; Her smile; Her grace;
The tender look that she keeps but for my face;
She comes to me – naked!
We fall… then we fly!
Too physically similar
For natures’ law to apply.
Ah! Such a face that you never will see!
A face that was turned so entirely to me!
**********
So now it’s this love, which me does curse
And will ensure my ride in some black, hired hearse.
Such cowardly fools they are who now flee
(I wonder if this, does their lives complete?)
For never I’ll consent to their typical way
Of thinking and seeming, and how to behave.
My love, I do love. It’s true! I confess,
As they rip at my loins and tear at my breasts,
That never will I think of loving a Man,
When my woman can please me more than He can!
**********
Her tender touch! I see her face!
As heaven, this world, does replace!
My love I’m gone. But we’ll meet once more,
As heaven, to you, opens its door.
Thus we will lie, content and replete.
Our predestined fate then shall be complete!
Gag my mouth so no one else knows
Of the vile, hateful, physical pain
You inflict. You and I are not the same
And never shall be! Do I dare
Fight back while my skin is so bare?
While my arms are pinned down
And my legs spread apart?
Do I dare react…
Or just play my part?
**********
Beat my face so my sweet liquid leaves –
So it covers you over and no one deceives.
May my blood indicate your vile thoughts
And the unspeakable violence you each wrought!
Then when you climax, and the end is nigh
Beat me still more – make me comply!
For if I live to tell the tale
You shall live your life alone in gaol!
So wash my face! Dust me off – oh villainous things!
Lest you are pained by others’ slings.
Take the sweet liquid (some call it life),
Beat me and break me – such violence is rife!
Then force me to lie and make me obey!
To this dyke in your life – your message – convey!
Announce every problem my lifestyle presents,
So my soul too shall journey to your holy presence,
And be with your Master, in whose word you have faith
As you are turned and molded on his spiritual lathe.
**********
Ah! The sweet liquid so freely flows
That now I see visions, which no one else knows:
My love as she stands; Her smile; Her grace;
The tender look that she keeps but for my face;
She comes to me – naked!
We fall… then we fly!
Too physically similar
For natures’ law to apply.
Ah! Such a face that you never will see!
A face that was turned so entirely to me!
**********
So now it’s this love, which me does curse
And will ensure my ride in some black, hired hearse.
Such cowardly fools they are who now flee
(I wonder if this, does their lives complete?)
For never I’ll consent to their typical way
Of thinking and seeming, and how to behave.
My love, I do love. It’s true! I confess,
As they rip at my loins and tear at my breasts,
That never will I think of loving a Man,
When my woman can please me more than He can!
**********
Her tender touch! I see her face!
As heaven, this world, does replace!
My love I’m gone. But we’ll meet once more,
As heaven, to you, opens its door.
Thus we will lie, content and replete.
Our predestined fate then shall be complete!
