Forever <br />In Leather <br />And a whip-swing cut <br />They never see her face <br />They hear a high-heel heel strut <br /> <br />Pain <br />Is the ultimate Seduction <br />Strain <br />Under a bodily eruption <br />Feel <br />The hurt course through the heart <br />And real <br />Blood dripping where the skin departs <br /> <br />There’s a hole in the heart <br />Of the man apart <br />From the part in a man <br />That wants to chain up his hands <br />He sits <br />Tied up in those basement nights <br />She slits <br />His dirty skin as she bites <br /> <br />“Bleed, you! <br />I want to feel the <br />Seed, you <br />Planted in me <br />You <br />Hurt me more and more and more <br />As I feed you <br />Hurtful and deathly sorrow <br />And freed you <br />To face another tomorrow <br />But you only hurt me more and more and more” <br /> <br />He softly complains <br />As she wipes up his stains… <br /> <br />“You hurt me too <br />With your whips and chains <br />You look at me <br />In that fake disdain <br />You see, we <br />Can’t remain this way this way this way <br />Free me <br />From this leather entwined <br />And feel me <br />My crimson back behind <br />I can’t remain this way this way this way”<br /><br />Aven Black<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/martyr-man-and-gimp-girl/
