She likes the pain

Once there was a girl,
Sweet on herself.
All alone in the world.
All alone with herself.
She only likes the pain,
she only likes the rain.
Shes driving me insane.
I resist, but in vane.
Once there was a boy.
He was a pawn of the fates.
He loves to be the toy
of all her earthly debates.
She stole away all his fight.
Mixing pleasure with pain.
He is waiting for the night,
her whips, and her chains.
Together we're wet,
bleeding in the night.
Dripping beads of sweat,
shine in candle light.
Naked bodies writhe,
rhythmic groans insist.
Pain is slight, in sighs.
Give in, nocturnal bliss.