Room

You have your room to breathe,.
I need my time to seethe,.

Onto your shrine I lay out my intestines,.
So you can determine what is destined,.

Our fate is relinquished from me unto you,.
You are the judge of lies and what is true,.

My eyes bleed from the sight of your ever changing words,.
My soul staggers in my chest when doubt of my feelings are inferred,.

I strip off the under garments of my self-pity,.
I stand before you naked in nature's righteous city,.

Where nothing but time has it's way,.
Where I unravel the last of weathered insecurities to allow you to seize the day,.

As my naked soul burns in blackened flames,.
As I impart with my revealing, nothing feels the same,.

You are now the mistress of what lies ahead,.
To determine what will make our bed,.

Blood or cum,.
Hate or love,.
Fury or satin,.
Now take the time to decide what will become,...,.,