Not like them.

Red Roses and Chocolate are not our relationship
Bruises and bite marks are
Romantic sex and perfect dates are not our relationship
Dominance and Submission are
Vanilla ice cream is not our flavor
Ice cubes and candle wax are
On my knees, you looking down on me
Pain and tears
Love and submission
The wish to please controls me
Even if I don’t get pleased myself
You are my god
My World
And I am your toy.