The Sub Letters

The Slave's Sonnet

My thoughts linger on desire, you're like a hunter pursuing,

The flicker of your whip, reddening flesh like petals of a flower,

Rose blossoms upon my skin, it is to you I am subduing,

Shudder as your fingertips, caress my heart to feel your power.

Kiss gently, kind master, the ropes weaved in love and bound by

This kinship, our loving dance, erotic embrace

I am yours forever, answering your call with my soft sigh

Embedded in memory, blindfolded, to see only your face

Passion unfolding, summer offers surrender

Hard as steel, soft in soul, to a love oh so tender.