burn baby burn

they say not to look directly at the sun
but you have my eyelids stretched open with your apparatuses
burning my retinas with lust
braised by need
and blistering from want
i can't help plunging into your control
wanting to sip upon the drip drip of your exquisite mind
even as i burn through and through
igniting firebomb after firebomb
escalating with a dramatic slope
as your cruel caviar melts my mind
and leaves a cry within worthy of a munch masterpiece
 
how can i convey the weight of this ache
that cinches by balls
whose leash you wrap around your sexy fingers
and toy with as you smile in the face of my anguish
 
how may i thank you  
for allowing me to wallow and gasp
and swallow my pride
my ego crumbling into bits
that you walk upon in those clickity clack heels that you let me stare at from afar
 
how might you know
the desperation of a need that bashes up against the wall of no
and bruises all sense of entitlement
and tears down all resistance
shredding a now futile attempt at relief
that you freeze and burn and freezer burn
again and again
till my pleas become your wine
to sip at your leisure
to take pride in your art
of rubbing tender vulnerabilities
inducing coos and screams wrestling in tepid air
and like a magician
make me want it more
tonight and tomorrow
and in dreams that kiss nightmares
and in a puddle's reflection
and the sheen of mirrors
and the glaze of my thank yous  
dipped and fried and dipped again
in your tangy sauce at the dance of your batton
please oh please
i beg you for more
at the bottom rung of your ladder
shall i forever never climb