- Erotic Poetry
- Fall
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I will not fall
the leather holds
wrists and rope
suspended, an artful toy
I will stay. I lean in
to the shocks, joyful
although
you shake my spine
and the bridge sways
and topples
I am embraced
I will not fall
though I collapse
to destruction, though you play
with my revival,
hanging here
a standing feast, a muscled howl
with no escape, I will not fall.
Built for me, the leather holds
in careful strength, to fit
like jewelry, like a cradle
with delicacy round
the bone, and though you fall
upon me like a lion on a lamb
still I will hang as lush as fruit
and only drop into your hand.
Though my legs are water
and my arms are ghosts,
you hold me firm
and though I take
the force of you against my sail of spine
I will not fall
- COMMENTS
KOLKOREabout 16 years agoI just loved it. For me a rare glimpse into what I usually can't see (not even metaphorically). The poem has both keen psychological insights into the secrets of the sub's thrills, but it comes adorned in such original imagery and it reads - surprisingly given the situation described, like a flowing dynamic race to something...
LeBrozabout 16 years agoA rare treat, a well crafted bondage-themed poem with a soft look; the imagery is there yet the focus is only on the sub's strength, not on the sub or the dom or the act itself.
Angelineabout 16 years agoYour poem has been recommended in the New Poems Review thread on Literotica's Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum. Thanks for the read!
