A Bewitching Breathlessness

Do you want to make love

OR

Do you want it rough

We always do both

And never get enough

I handle you with an expert’s touch

With my hand grasped on that pretty throat

Your body

BEGGING

To be choked

My wire winds you up

                                                Call it spellbinding

And you say

                                          “Don’t you EVER untie me”

It’s our secret aphrodisiac

When I black you out

                                                And bring you back

Between life and death

                                                We do our little dance

I’m as Good as God – ENHANCED

You can worship me on your knees, fevered

Prove to me, you are a true believer

If so

       You won’t need to breath either

There’s freedom in the suffocation

It’s a ceremonial summoning, a spiritual invocation

It’s a Bewitching Breathlessness

FREE YOURSELF

FROM

CONCIOUSNESS