Entwined

There is no end to my rope
it goes on and on, forever
only the highest quality hemp
to bind the one I love to me

At first I coil your wrists
securely behind your nude back
over and under, over and under
till the binding is perfectly finished

Moving up I seize your tiny elbows
testing your flexibility and commitment
joining them together as I wrap them
thrusting out your heart for my reward

A gentle shove and you fall over
allowing me to secure your ankles
tying them together so extreme
thus completing the hogtie most severe

Taking my seat the show begins
your fitful useless struggles
wriggling like a tightly tied package
that only I know how to properly open