Oct 25, 2010

Dark path

In the dead of night,

Your screams

Sound like music,

The one eternal symphony…

Cross the river of wax

On a bridge made of chains

Bound to your bed, you entered,

Blindfolded, in my dominion…

New born creature of the night,

Walk the dark path,

Enter the realm of pain,

All that you ever dreamed,

Lies broken…

All for pain,

Pain for pleasure,

Your pain,

The pleasure…

Was mine.

1 comment:

  1. I like the masochistic element in this, and it flows well.