By TxRad

The smoke and mirrors of the mind,
Do so much when they bind.
Who can see and who is blind.
Is it you and are you mine?

Or am I the one,
Who cannot see?
That it is you who are controlling me.

The Dom, the Sub, the ill informed,
All have longings from the day they were born.
The whips and chains they do excite,
But the bonds of the mind have all the might.

Which is wrong and which is right?
Which is strong and holds the key,
The one on foot or the one on knee?
Is it you or is it me?

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