Young, impressionable
You got into my head
Whispered of sinful delights
To be found in your bed
But your caresses were delivered
By a cat of nine tails
Your molten nibbling kisses
Left bloody crimson trails
My every ecstatic pain filled moan
Every tiny little quiver
Caused you to experience nirvana
As your tense body would shiver
Ecstasy, bliss, pain
Inextricably entwined
Each scar on my body
A trophy enshrined
Finally I broke and ran
Tried to discover a gentler way
Yet in my deepest thoughts
Your malice still holds sway
My every new lover
Tender, sweet, attentive
When delving deeper
Becomes afraid, apprehensive
No matter how hard I try
To escape your legacy of pain
My soul cries out for blood
Maybe I’m insane
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
Never mind. I give up.
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