Obedience

Obedience

He Craves

A smothering embrace

And every thought my whip can erase

He Hungers

To lose control

To come apart as a whole

He Yearns

For that evil intent

Until every drop of him is spent

He Cries

For sweet release

And to be my final masterpiece

Back arched, knees bent

Forgotten is the rent

Head down, hands barred

His tender flesh forever marred

Stiff neck, aching side

How he loves

Every pleasure he’s denied

 

La Fée

 

©  Odyne La Fée 2018

To The Bone

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I am not that.  She says.

Yet she stands here like stone

all alone

bore deep into bone.

 

She swims while you drown.

You just can’t keep a woman like her down.

Cuz like the dark river she’ll rise

and with a shiver and some pleasing lies

she’ll break upon your land

your levies just can’t stand.

 

Already you’re falling apart,

excavating that cadaver’s heart.

Yet she stands there like stone

while you’re all alone,

bitterly unknown.

 

Tell me, have you got yourself some sand?

Cuz honey, life was made to command.

And no matter the division, nor revision,

an eternity alone will surely turn you

into a monument of stone,

when she’s in you…

to the bone.

 

 

La Fée

02/22/2015

©  Odyne La Fée 2018