In tedium bindings,
And air so confining,
I'm glad for the collar you gave.
A sheetrock, a permit,
A dark-haloed hermit.
I thought I played well as a slave.
but,
My history lesson,
For Mistress, the crescent,
As Moon, you wrenched me to life.
now,
My submission as passing,
Left a Dominant standing,
Shall we play catch with this two sided knife?
Aug 30, 2010
Aug 30, 2010 at 11:21 PM UTC
In tedium bindings,
And air so confining,
I'm glad for the collar you gave.
A sheetrock, a permit,
A dark-haloed hermit.
I thought I played well as a slave.
but,
My history lesson,
For Mistress, the crescent,
As Moon, you wrenched me to life.
now,
My submission as passing,
Left a Dominant standing,
Shall we play catch with this two sided knife?
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