spirling up

Copyright - August 16, 1998
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spiriling up

i am a tomb buried

in a spiril of pleasure

the journey goes

deeper into the dark
a place where only
the mind exists

a journey of pain

brings me there

the lashings

no illusion of ecstasy

to be found

my breasts tingle

masochistic desires

weals of discipline

a token of love

an open sky surrounds

time has stopped

my freedom granted

wet and throbbing

moans of pleading

a quick tug, hard

pleading for more

a starburst of light

back again into the dark