Thoughtful Rhymes

Dominance

You can push me down all you want,
Make me mute from your touch,
This is the pain of youth,
My clothes you'll rip and clutch. 

My hands will reach out,
Trying to grab or scratch,
You'll either keep me quiet or make me shout,
My mouth is an open latch. 

You'll make me feel like I'm sleeping,
You're a nightmare becoming my dreams,
But my bloodlust is seeping,
It's flowing like water from streams.

You won't always pull me down,
I'll take you to the ground,
In masochistic pleasure you'll drown,
I'll make sure your heart will pound.

Your hands will shake,
You won't be capable of moving after I'm done,
I want to make you break,
Sorry- I've won.

You thought I was fine with it,
Well, your desires made you mistaken,
How did you think you'd beat my witt,
You won't leave me forsaken.

Act rough on me again,
I'll do exactly what I've done before,
I'll leave behind a blob or stain,
You don't know what I have in store. 

There are two ways you can interpret this poem. Good luck. Hope you enjoy; Bye Bye!