A Lust For Learning

You have a lust for learning and for life;
And I have surely “learned” you in a fashion
They do not teach elsewhere, though learning’s rife
And there are many gurus - feel their passion,
Can you resist their twisted blandishments,
Unless you are waylaid and all your plans,
Along with private longings, soon cement
The hold I have on you? Just hold the bans,
A moment if you will, I’ll not be wed
To anything, but ideas of submission
And you, bitch-fashion on a king-size bed,
Waiting for a whipping: inhibition
Just has no place here; and no currency
When you’ve a lust for learning and for me.