Chaos

There is chaos in my mind.
Thoughts churning, heart yearning for the deepest darkness.
I look at trees and see switches.
I look at a chain link fence and I see myself bound.
I look at horses and see the whip you used to use on me.
The sweetest darkness of the most pleasurable kind.

There is chaos in my mind.
Thoughts rambling, heart wishing for the sweet darkness.
I look at a pasture and see the barbed wire I wanted to be bound with.
I look at blackberries and see thistles burning my pussy.
I look at a lake and see the sharing, the blending of our piss.
The hungry darkness that envelops and consumes.

There is chaos in my mind.
Thoughts boiling, heart craving the connection of darkness.
I look at a car and see the hood where I wanted you to fuck me.
I look at a cane and see the marks you used to leave on my willing body.
I look at steel and see oceans of my essence releasing for your pleasure.
The sublime darkness that feeds our souls.

There is chaos in my mind.
Thoughts agitating, heart thirsting for the taste of darkness.
I look at a field and see the ideas we had for tortuous pain.
I look at a clothespin and see the joyous buildup of painful pleasures.
I look at chain and see the ecstasy and laughter that overwhelmed us.
The beautiful darkness that is yet unexplored.

© Dawn C. Davis ~ 2012

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