Non-Erotic PoetryBleed For MeWe know and live de Sade.
Either the leash or the lead.
The slave/master continuum shift is ever in flux.
To hold the tether, to yank and pull on a whim!
The heights are exquisite shadowed by the knowledge of the forthcoming lash. One is never either really just slave or master.
Share the love
Report a Bug
1 Pages:1
Please Rate This Submission:
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- Recent
Comments - Add a
Comment - Send
Feedback Send private anonymous feedback to the author (click here to post a public comment instead).
English
There are no recent comments (4 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (4)