Bonded by Bondage



Madness has become my muse 



I have been stretched, bended and used 



Fire has lit my fuse 



Entangled in the web of restlessness, I am willingly stupid-brainless 



You see, my man is my steal—stainless



Holding high his supernatural supremacy 



This deal is surreal 



This affinity is infinitely embedded inside of me



This lust has become my latex—clothing me carefully 



BDSM, bonded by this bondage 



Attachment, the leash around my neck,



Detachment, the beast devouring regret 



This is a recipe that reads “rescue me” 



Two-faced vices, sweet potato pie slices



Cinnamon, sugar, nutmeg—I plead, I beg 



My secret ingredient, I hold him safe between these legs 



Wallowing in his land of wonder 



Louisiana lava and mystic magic 



Blood red roses, every thorn handpicked



Ingurgitating his desert, Congo dancing in his Sahara dessert



His winds become my worlds, I drown in his weeping willow waters 



An Alpha Phi Alpha vitality, pledging on the edge of eternity 



I am the stepper in hell’s fraternity 



God forgave Himself for this ignorance he gave me 



Moronic, he is my chronic 



Constipated, holding him in my guts 



Walking in this fire boldly, dancing in his flames 



He had the sauce, he was my nectar 



He was the boss, he was my sector



Slaying and laying pipe— Ripe love with a rippling effect 



Disappointment after disappointment, tripling his neglect 



Dousing myself with the ointment of opposition



Mastery of mind is the mission



Soul mate synergy & twin flame energy 



In the zone of this twilight tale 



Climbing this stairway layered with illusion  



This poem is featured in my 5th published book, “Tongues:Enter My Ethos”. http://amzn.to/2MZVqDT

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