The lost fantasy



The lost fantasy

Drifting in and out of consciousness

I see her

Beauty deep as our love

Tied with emotion

Floating on top of the world

The whips of leather caress my

Backside ever so softly

Leaving a sting of ecstasy

Our eyes embrace

As she begins her rein

Bow I must respect

The queen I lust

She is but my idol

I beg for her desire

As the chains become tight

Her demands become known

Her very essence

Her body must be worshiped

Drop to my knees

I kiss her feet

Beg for her to let me

Adore her wholly

Does she truly know

What I want

Or is she powering through the motions

Unknowingly traveling

To a distant place

Alone

The cuffs of the forbidden world

Become wrapped around my wrists

She brings me closer to her

Again the sharp sting of the

Leather tells me

My queen is truly in charge

As the binds become even tighter…

The darkness of the night

Climbs through the shades

We curl up

To forget the days

Tribulations

Drifting off to sleep