Tare Me Apart

"I'll tare you apart."
Your whispered words,
Dance in the back of my head.
As well as your marks,
Now dancing along my skin.

They tell a story of your carnal lust.
The very thought,
It makes my nerves stand on end.

My body becomes taut,
My thighs damp.

The marks,
Along my most delicate parts.

They start at my wrists,
Where you held me down.
Marks on my hips,
Where you pulled me down.

Impression of your hands on my neck.
You choked me,
And stole my breath.

The heat of your flesh,
It left a burning fever,
Where our angry passion collided.

Your marks will soon fade.
So brand my skin,
Because I'm ready to go again.