Enthralled

EnThralled

Dark and silence about me I fashion
serves only to heighten my passion
I await your advent with bated breath
to save me from boredom’s living death.

Too star struck to question my faith
I walk in fear your abject wraith
this heart pumps blood I do confess
my emotions a wispy lacy mess

The ambience of this hidden room
lifts us from conformity’s gloom
darker desires than any would dare
to imagine of us, the perfect pair

In your arms I walk fear palpitating my heart
bent to your will with fear I part
I'm a vessel my love, fill me with pain
and as I bear so I conquer once again.

Across my lap you take your place
offering yourself with gentle grace
burning desire and desirous need
shall these fearsome fires feed.

No rain in my eyes may your kisses meet
the harshest punishment that you mete
this witch shall stand at your stake
and what is coming dutifully take

With an eternal bliss of gratitude
beyond the normal sexual platitude
between lovers who dare to go
past the accepted ebb and flow.

Your loving hands shower a rain of blows
as even more loving you hold me close
for each blissful blossoming bruise
is the kiss of a teacher and my muse.

As we finish both delightfully spent
each blow and kiss was properly meant
and now in each other’s arms we sit
two knowing adults, a perfect fit.

Khalil Xbow & Amrita Valan
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