Tell me if I untied you

                                    and left

                           you blissfully

                 satisfied, your body
                                                            ­               And you stir as if
                         and limbs tired.
                                                          ­              from a  dream, a dream              
            Aching and sore a river                  you had about somewhere
                                                                ­            
         of pleasure flows through                  between now and then...
                                                         ­                 
     you laced  with  an  exquisite                
                                                                ­          Tell me...
sliver  of pain that both controls
                                                                ­          do you have the courage
and  heightens  your  body  and
                                                                ­          and  strength to ask and
mind  both  inside  and out  so
                                                                ­          to  beg  me  for  more or
beautifully, brutally used.
                                                           ­               will you just say " make
The fragrant mix  of juices  fills
                                                   ­                          me  wet.  make  me
the  air,   the  sweet  scent  from
                                         ­                                  woman. make me yours.
the   most   delicious  of   fruits.
                                                                ­                            Jon York  2019