Fuel to the fire….
A LITTLE INTRODUCTION TO MY WORLD OF POETRY, REIMAGINING THE LANDSCAPE OF BDSM
Fuel to the fire
His anticipation my fuel
Hidden between realms of chaos and swirling crowds
Lays a secret world where dark lovers can be found
Stirring cauldrons of dark desire, mixing truth and passion
Conjuring worlds of pleasure, only ever imagined
His submission my fuel
Adorned in a collar steeped in hues of red wine
His devoted prayer, a whispered promise to be mine
Surrendered to my pleasure, kneeled at my feet,
Giving service to my body, the alter, at which we meet
His desire my fuel
Setting fires ablaze beneath the skin
As tensions swell and passions begin
Nails of red tracing stories of passion on eager skin
Controlling his flesh with dark thoughts from with in
His desperation my fuel
Devouring flesh with greedy tongues and widened eyes
A desperate hunger serving banquets of desire
Sweet nectar flows between burning thighs
Mapping pathways for lovers to immeasurable heights
His hunger my fuel
Crescendos of pleasure meet symphonies of moans
As bodies intwine and hot flesh enfolds
Collapsed bodies, and heaving chests
Floating on waves of pleasure
As energies come to rest
