Rocking the foundations

Deep pewter shining, singing eyes
A fascinating pathway to her soul
The gateway to her prodigious mind
Exploring within, amongst the difficulties of closed doors
Knocking wanting to open them
Waiting for the invitation to arrive in a smile

Amazement, confusion slows progress through every twist along each path
Challenging my long believed thoughts
Fixed as they were immoveable in stone
Silently admonishing with gentle entreaties to let them go

To ponder
To dream
To re-evaluate values that are redundant
It is a maze behind the pewter
A lifetime of exploring ahead
Still as I gaze into them, I need to go on
To know
To understand
As much as a man can

She rocks my world
Right down to those once solid foundations
Turned them to watered clay
She explodes my heart
With the perfection of her love
Melting it to a sticky puddle in which she swims
I’m not complaining, just wanting more

Her male courtesan
A willing slave
Unbound by tethers
Teach me those limitless bounds
Debauchery
My mistress I give my all

A whip
A tie
There won’t be any cry
Just a student
Surrendering
Wanting, willing to learn
Do i see the pewter wickedly smiling?