daily prompt · love · mental health · poem · poetry · sex

bdsm gospel

Intoxicated with desire
And you’re the designated driver, yeah
I’m not afraid, ’cause I’m a rider, yeah
Ain’t nothing wrong with feeling right, so won’t you
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right 

push me up against the wall. i’m tired of
feeling invisible, remind me I am here.
be rough with me baby, you know
i like it. my hair wrapped in your fist as you
speak devilish words in my ear.
bdsm gospel.
i never have believed
in a higher power but you have me seeing
stars. that thigh in between my legs is a
staircase to heaven that
i could ride forever.

[italicized lyrics at beginning are from “Scream” by Timbaland]

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