To v,
So many visions came to mind as I was writing this. So much appreciation for all you have given me .
I thank you for … taking the pain from the Sadist in me, the direction from the Dominant in me, the nurturing from the Daddy in me, and the love and devotion from the man I am.
~ W
The Cellar
A barenaked bulb
swings overhead …
Chloroform fills the air,
stripping sensibilities
Cold steel encircles
bruised limbs
Clovers biting
nipples plump and throbbing
A gloved hand crashes down
across swollen lips
Licking the salty venom
of her resolve
While her limp form clings to St Andrew
like a rag doll splitting at its seams
Testimony of her amorphous suffering.
her pain an opiate for …
his private delectation
~W