Her

Fiery passion and sweet abandon
I remember those days
The red haze

The rope coiled Like a serpent
around your velvet skin
All around and in-between

The fingers of the whip
turning your back
into a work of art

slashing through the air
the nine
as we align

you turned and gave me the look
your every cell on fire
fuelling my desire

arching your striped back
revealing your shaved wetness
no need for human consciousness

exit the mild, go mindless and wild
spirit feast and carnal
enter the Animal

Nature, untainted, set free
All blur
In Her.