10/8/08

in silence i watch

she wanted to be bound
controlled
punished
fucked

it started out primal
like two dogs lost in the dumpster world
sniffing
licking

after it grew beyond
blood up
biting
howling

in the bleary wine soaked hours
we unlearned everything we knew
about passion
pain
love

under my hand
bound
gagged
rape of the willing
she fell

now my hands
without purpose
drift on seeking
yearning
for the sear

the late

dark
the late hours

damp skin
mattress
wine dried with sweat
cum

she unwraps her hands
and wraps them around me

i curl against her naked
haven after the space

how long will she be here
how many more times

spring ushered under howling winds
slamming branches
torn flesh
ragged breath