Glazed eyes that plead a silent prayer
I am the fist that grips your hair.
Warm trails running down in streaks
Your body as it shivers in defeat
I am the tears that stain your cheeks.
The struggle taking hold
Your form writhing uncontrolled
I am the trembling in your soul.
The steel that sears your neck
White light in eyes as muscles flex
I am the need that floods your sex.
A burning rush; you seethe
The warm flush of newly taken seed
I am the ache that makes you bleed.
The tasks that you detest
The violent screams that you suppress
I am the fear that steals your breath.
The passions you'd misplaced
A warmth you couldn’t taste
I am the welcoming embrace.
The hemp that burns your wrists
Cold blade that cuts through your abyss
I am the one you can’t resist.
Your nature’s firing pin
Stripped bare and seeking what’s within
I am the brand that marks your skin.
The torments you have braved
The strength that once you craved
I am the one who owns you; slave.
Written word © ZjC 2004 Permission to use required
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