Posted by The beauty age
a girl works hard
trying to move the others
far from what is hers.
She glances and watches for his reaction,
together they know without conversation
and music is the excuse.
Smash and push the night forward
deeper and forward this time
both bodies all heated and warm
their love attraction rules.
In that moment
they both take their roles
she offers up her wrists
and as delicately as their first kiss
he ties a series of Shibari knots,
the triton,
tied firmly and yet
all she’d have to do is pull
to be released and set free.
With his eyes in hers
she double twists the knot
making sure he knows
she’s here to play.
The emergency penetration
eloquently he stabs the sharp tip
of his Willam Henry Knife
into a bowl of fruit at his feet.
Kneeling to be even with her
he places a set of heated stones
down the curve of her spine,
she tingles under this burn.
Her skin, at attention now
absent of any surface tension
until that knife point
slices and quarters the flesh
a piece of pear fruit.
Dripping fruit brought to her hungry lips
feeding her passionate wanting.
Instructed to keep eyes shut
he lays almost on top of her
both equal now
he nudges her legs
open for a new kind of dialogue
buried in the corner of her ear
the whispering chord
tightens.
Upon hearing
“ lost and a long time ago”
she fights to squirm underneath him
it’s no use really
there is no other real place for her
except here
underneath his control.
