Shinpuku. Kuraku. Ritsumei.

      -----oo0oo-----

She asks, I submit.
Her wish binds faster than cord
And my will aligns.
Rope is coarse against the skin:
Her words are soft on my ear.

Darkness enfolds me:
Sight withdrawn to grant seeing,
To open senses.
I am here at her pleasure:
Her touch fulfills my being.

Talk to me through fire
And in the fall of the whip.
Whisper of soft hope
In the caress of respite:
Open the eyes of my flesh.

Peace through submission
And freedom in laying down
Meagre liberty.
With devotion to Ms V
A flower blooms in the soul.

      -----oo0oo-----

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