Sweet Deviance

When you take me from my space into yours,
my mind is bound by your velvet control,
held in a place without windows or doors,
with restraints tight on my erotic soul.
Your female power fills every moment,
your low whispers compel my wish to please.
I beg for your notice and your torment.
You harness my obsessions by degrees.
When you leave me alone but still not free,
with your perfume subtle upon my skin,
you command my will and withhold release
while I ache for ecstasy forbidden.
There is truth in your domination -
you are my mistress and my salvation.

(c) 2008 Palimpsest Harlequine