Bondage of Souls

I have bound you to my heart, now
I will bind you to my bed, forever,
gently…

Eat you, drink you, write you,
devour your breath and join
your sighs, trace then taste
each inch of unmapped skin…
Climb each uncovered rise, then
descend into the mystery of your feminine.

For months I have incited your desire
knowing that I would feast on passion's fruit
swollen pink, made weak
and with each kiss,
expose forbidden succulence,
as I implore you beyond control.
I envisage watching your lovely modesty
turn irrational.

Come, bind yourself to my bed,
willingly,
bring your sighs,
there is room
for honey inside my cozy hive.

I want to be the sated bee
lifting from the flower's lip
to tumble home in scented bliss.

I have dreamed of you being my silky rose,
spreading her delicacies
under the frisky sky,
warm crepe petals splayed before my
eager eyes.

end/michael