Posted by SK on September 07, 2001 at 13:46:08:
A bit of poetry that just came to me....
Your prayers and screams,
My soul appeases,
Your terror and fear,
My heart it eases,
Your writhing body,
My orgasm releases...
And one more:
6-6-6, the number of salvation
become my victim, my emancipation
in lonely cell you pray in silence
begging God 'deliver me from Violence'
yet you know that all you crave
is sex, humiliation, torture and the grave
your soul is marked, as is mine
the dance of death, the dance divine...
Come play with me.
~SK~