“Trusting in the fire while the cruel flame burns”…

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Please, please persuade me…
Gently twist my arm…
Go on make me do it…
Can’t do any harm…

Softly say it to me…
Get inside my head…
Distort my blurred reality…
I’m just so easily led…

Am open to the thrill of it…
Just need a subtle push…
Down the dark garden path…
Behind that leafy bush…

Where no one else can see…
Or will ever know…
The secrets and the lies…
Within the sinful shadow…

Order me to do it…
Be so fucking forceful…
Make me trust and obey you…
You push, I promise I’ll pull…

Bind my slender wrists…
Blind my deceitful eyes…
Use your sharpened nails…
Take me by utter surprise…

Leave a lasting imprint…
Tattoo it on my soul…
Be the twisted lightning…
In life’s fucked up Black hole…

Be my forbidden distraction…
An oasis in the dark…
A secret only we can trust…
The place my guilt can park…

Fuel my very destruction…
So intense and so reckless…
It’s absorbing my very soul…
Hung on your entangled necklace…

Please will you persuade me…
You alone own the key…
I know you want to do it…
Just force me to my knees…

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12 responses to ““Trusting in the fire while the cruel flame burns”…

  1. Beautifully dark, I particularly liked those lines where desire bleeds through the facade, and you can briefly live through the eyes of the poem, seeing not just the lustful and attractive, but the little cracks, the vulnerabilities from which the desire is drawn. Wonderful work, thank you for this.

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