Behind Denim Eyes

How the world would love to know
what lurks behind these denim eyes
or the crooked little boy smile
that some like to call adorable

Friends and family have no clue
you see
for my darkness casts no shadow
except for others of my kind

And then there are the chosen
few
who have bared themselves
and beared witness ...

While others like to pretend
to simply role-play
this for me is my true self
brutual authenticity

So, my domination is complete
dare I say indomitable
save for the uttering of a
single, existential word

My play is wicked and skilled
patient and intimate
tearing away your veneer
and releasing you from
that which is caging

But, be advised and choose
carefully
I will hurt you severely
but only as much as you  
want me to
and in symmetry's name
the pleasure will be stratospheric