Master's Recourse

Master's Recourse

I weave tapestries with the senses of my desires.

Colors of varied hues reaching through the windows

Down to the core of the soul

I have played melodies with my fingers

Over delicate curves and into sublime valleys

Breathing in essences that, in me - compels my hand

The torrent of emotions that scar so beautifully

Engulfs so completely and renders every resistance so uniquely obsolete

Seeping along the sights and sounds

Movements and cadences of agony

Such agony - such music

Beyond measure of time as pleasure laces punishment

And pain evolves into excitement and exhilaration

A staccato of gasps and moans between cracks and whistles

Tremors that not only wrack the edges of consciousness

But beat their rhythm on the very soul

When sight no longer leads the blurry lights

And speech no longer the mundane, but

A deep enticing conversation of purrs, growls and moans

Restraints that free the soul to explore the boundaries

For in this hand I hold your surrender

And in the other

I hold your love