Bound in you

Touched, sweating, engaging,

hopes finding fears in the night.

Tasting lips captivating,

feeling your body on top of mine.

Slowly undressing invigorating,

making pleasure our painful touch.

Heart beating mouth salivating,

finding truth in what lays inside.



Hands on my neck squeezing ecstasy,

ripping apart my visions for control.

Made to be what you have made me,

knowing not you won’t let go.

Sliding gently past this feeling,

each breath you give me my desire.

Sweat pouring into what I am seeing,

pleasured by evil in this fire.



Your lips are my reason,

I give to you all that I can.

Fingers locked, bodies warmth,

bed of roses painful touch.

Kissed with poison my fantasy,

fetish of binding bounds our lust.

Making my realm overtaken,

finding my way into you.











Johnny Newell