Paramour Posted by Essence Renata , Sunday, August 2, 2009 at 3:25 PM, in Labels: Poetry

you pulled
me by hair
into your dreams
asked me if
i like the way
you love me
on some varying level
I've always known
you'd hurt me.
i like pain.

enamored,
I'd follow
you the depths
of Hades
for a mere sip
from your fountain
of affection for
a mere drop upon
the lips can
satiate the
intense yearning
that devastates
my every moment
of conscience being.

it's unsettling here
the ground is
uneven i stumble
as i leave
remnants of my
innocence behind
limbs upon limbs
our spirits
further entwined.

my predilection for affliction
ensures my eternal
enslavement
in your lair
of licentious
recreation and torture.

i mold,
bend, but don't break
as you test the limits
of my undying adoration.
i sit here..
waiting silently in
the wings..
your perfect paramour