Creater

Creater 
There is no deeper darkness 
Than this crater of missing you. 
Set free by your tongue and touch, 
Shackles fell as you bound my wrists. 
The heat and sting, the trained hands 
Of your Masterful way 
Haunt me in my dreams as I reach out 
To touch your heart. 
I am now lost in a sea of madness 
Looking for the ties that bind, 
The wax that  burns, the clips that sting... 
I am swallowed  
Whole  
Into the abyss of my broken mind. 
I wait, kneeling in hopeful anticipation 
Of your voice calling to me... 
"I have come for you baby girl"