The dark eyes stare passionately. Are they my eyes? Are they yours, Or are they a reflection of us both? The chains lock around you, But perhaps they lock around me. Perhaps they twist around us both, Connecting our hearts in a bondage That is both restricting and freeing. You are my Goddess, I am your God. There is absolute submission And absolute dominance, But they exchange and twist Our understandings and perceptions. The only route through this is openess, Seeing both our souls and embracing both our desires For the contradictions they display. We trust each other. We know the limits of our desires. We know that the extremes that we embrace one day May change and invert a few days later. Never fixing, always switching.
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