“The Velvet Knife” by Coyut

Velvet Knife

laying outspread on my bed
I wait for you
my wrists bound tight
I strain and pull
wanting to hold, to touch
this holding back
I can’t endure
as you glide above me
throbbing, aching
to pierce my soul
with your velvet knife
I scream, I cry
you laugh aloud and plunge
within you surge and surge again
the heat fires up and up
I rise to meet you
thrust for thrust
pulling against the bonds
that hold me back
afraid to move
lest you attack

Coyut Spirit
c.2008

~ by coyutspirit on August 22, 2008.