And, while I’m looking at my poetry back catalogue….here’s another. One of my favs…
I love the juxtaposition.
I love the dark and light.
I love the gentle, teasing touch, while one hand holds me tight.
I love the contradiction.
The affection and the fear.
Romantic whispers speaking threats that only I can hear.
I love the violent contrast.
The gentleness. The pain.
I love mind-clearing catharsis that can render me insane.
I love the freedom in restraint.
The clarity of control.
I’m more myself when I’m someone else’s; mind, body, and soul.