Bondage Souls

I have bound you to my heart, now
I will bind you to my bed, forever, 
gently… 

Eat you, drink you, write you, 
devour your breath and join 
your sighs, trace then taste 
each inch of unmapped skin… 
Climb each uncovered rise, then 
descend into the mystery of your feminine. 

For months I have incited your desire
knowing that I would feast on passions fruit 
swollen pink, made weak 
and with each kiss, 
expose forbidden succulent, 
as I implore you beyond control. 
I envisage watching your lovely modesty 
turn irrational. 

Come, bind yourself to my bed, 
willingly, 
bring your sighs, 
there is room 
for honey inside my cozy hive. 

I want to be the sated bee 
lifting from the flower's lip 
to tumble home in scented bliss. 

I have dreamed of you being my silky rose, 
spreading her delicacies 
under the frisky sky, 
warm crepe petals splayed before my 
eager eyes