Wanton longings betray the tenderness of Your sterling heart resting in the hollow of the slender neck You so greedily squeeze.
Buds quake and erupt at Your sadistic bidding. slave’s needy whimpers and stacatto cries beckon Your hunger– punctuated by breathless pleas. Your favorite melody, indeed. Suffering Your brutal pain brings sweet ecstasy and perpetual devotion.
As You drift to blissful rest each evening, feel me close as You are near to hushed slave.