He

He

Nothing can ever compare to the feel of his hands on my flesh
Teasing, taking, proving his ownership
And I am his
My body, my will, my desires
He controls me, my every breath, and want, and need
He demands my surrender and allows no quarter
Nothing can I hide, nor do I dare to
I am open
Only for him
With every release, he pushes me higher
No more, I beg
I cry, plead, whimper.
Just a rest, only a breath
None is given
Again and again
Over and over
And I die
The little death
With his every word
He pierces me
My soul, my flesh, my heart
His mouth captures my tears
Taking each one on his tongue
Returning them to me
And it is not enough
It is never enough
He demands
A harsh master
All that I crave
I bleed
Red drops on white
A gift, sacrifice
My love
Is he pleased?
I am broken
Shattered