Wrists straining and back
arching, struggling against
ties that bind you firm.
Sounds of struggle, soft,
as you fight to free yourself
as I watch, serene.
Calm and powerful,
silently desiring your
total submission.
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).
There are no recent comments (3 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (3)