This is in response to Shidonae’s poem You Asked…
I need to tear at your flesh
and breathe in your gasp
as my talons sink into you
I need to pull at your hair
and lose myself in your eyes
as I drink blood from your lips
I need you to give to me,
releasing everything that you are
as I warm myself by your beating heart
I need you to surrender to me,
relinquishing everything that matters
as I dive deeper inside your soul
Your tears, your cries, your shudders;
the only things that matter,
the only things that anchor me,
the only things that soothe me
I need you to be the lens through which I focus,
finding purpose in your submission
as I guide you deeper into yourself
I need you soft, pliable, and yielding,
lost in me, lost in what we create as I use you;
my tool, my work of art, my freedom

