EROTIC POETRY

Fit to be Tied

from CRAVE: Hidden Pleasures

Image by Екатерина Александровна from Pixabay

I say, “Maybe I lied the night you cried out
Baby, I tried to fight through the whiteout.
Won’t you die deep inside each time I
Say you’re fit to be tied?”

You say, “Try me, tie me
Down, to the corners
Down, to the ground
Don’t let me up,
Don’t make a sound…