a peek of my writings

A little peek of one of My writings.


And I am the poison that coats your lips,
you murmur My name in sighs of bliss,
your mind consumed by My gentle sway,
I pollute your soul in hues of gray,
Threads cage and bound you to My hands,
a tug, a pull, a silent command,
a caress of leather pieces flesh,
My laughter brings your hair on edge.
My soles padding silently across marble floors,
your ears prick up to follow each move,
a cluck of My tongue has your eyes downcast,
as you kneel before a creature with porcelain skin
a pale slender hand with claws glinting red roughly
grasps your chin, you then start to beg
for your gaze meets with such Forest Green eyes,
bewitching yet so far from kind,
you witnessed a madness lurking near,
Oh pet I enjoy the taste of your fear.