Passions Fire
Heart and soul securely bound
Satisfaction her desire
For in submission she has found
Release in passion's fire
The pleasure of his soft caress
Followed by the sting
Of leather laid upon her flesh
Such ecstasy it brings
Patterns drawn across her skin
An art form seldom ever shared
Etched in pain and colored in
Because her Master cared
With passion lit and burning high
Searing cross soft silken path
To trace the way a tear she cries
Afraid she's earned her Master's wrath
As molten river seeks release
And her body quakes in pleasure
She cries out, help me Master please
To give to you full measure
Kevin F. Dustin
