I wrote this many moons ago and I think it best captured my fear and excitement of finally giving my body and soul over to a person to keep for the rest of His life. I kept it in another journal, but I feel it’s better in its’ proper place here. Master and I weren’t always the harmonious and ridiculously loving couple that we are today. It took many challenges and an ever-increasing amount of trust to build our relationship.
“Without Blades”
You devil you sin you swallow me whole, or is it that I swallow you?
Cut me without blades your acts make pretty scars and I know that I want them to
Feel the burn feel pain feel something, everything, anything! just feel
me
up
and
down I go ’round again lost in the crowd
invisible insatiable incurable me
and you going in circles taking turns with the dagger
that pierces the flesh of my
heart
beat
me
into submission just take me over
the edge of my limits and back into life
and back out again and in this dangerous game I found love.
Tags: love poem, poetry, submissive poem
