BDSM Haiku

the caged bird returns
each night to sleep between wires
song training begun
 
hark master for i
cook pasta ill serve it now
please beat me after




this haiku is non-standard.
 
Aching drives the need
Sweet torment pleasure's own creed
And to him I cede

Body for his use
Desirous to amuse
Gifted with his bruise

I am claimed by him
His ribbon around my limb
Held still at his whim

Taken completely
His marks laid out so neatly
The pain more sweetly

Teased by strands of silk
A moan from me he will milk
A need for his ilk

This remains no game
The hunger in me he'll tame
Igniting his flame

As he pounds my flesh
Two into one we do mesh
Desire afresh

Blinding crescendo
Absence of innuendo
His demands I know

His word I await
Nothing will attenuate
My suspended state

Crying out "oh please"
Seeking, praying for release
Held there without ease

Under his control
Strong as the magnetic pole
Climax his to dole

Whimpering, pleading
A fear of "no" exceeding
He is there leading

Taken to apex
Body's shuddering reflex
Lacking in complex

And his whispered word
Climax no longer deferred
Greater joy he spurred

His need not sated
His yearning only bated
Flesh to flesh grated

Claiming me harder
Together rising our ardor
Still again harder

Fingers digging deep
As he climbs up his own steep
And down again sweep

Our bodies entwine
Peace and happiness combine
Joy from his word: "mine."
 
Aching drives the need
Sweet torment pleasure's own creed
And to him I cede

Body for his use
Desirous to amuse
Gifted with his bruise

I am claimed by him
His ribbon around my limb
Held still at his whim

Taken completely
His marks laid out so neatly
The pain more sweetly

Teased by strands of silk
A moan from me he will milk
A need for his ilk

This remains no game
The hunger in me he'll tame
Igniting his flame

As he pounds my flesh
Two into one we do mesh
Desire afresh

Blinding crescendo
Absence of innuendo
His demands I know

His word I await
Nothing will attenuate
My suspended state

Crying out "oh please"
Seeking, praying for release
Held there without ease

Under his control
Strong as the magnetic pole
Climax his to dole

Whimpering, pleading
A fear of "no" exceeding
He is there leading

Taken to apex
Body's shuddering reflex
Lacking in complex

And his whispered word
Climax no longer deferred
Greater joy he spurred

His need not sated
His yearning only bated
Flesh to flesh grated

Claiming me harder
Together rising our ardor
Still again harder

Fingers digging deep
As he climbs up his own steep
And down again sweep

Our bodies entwine
Peace and happiness combine
Joy from his word: "mine."

This is beautiful...I love it. You are such a poet.
 
hark master for i
cook pasta ill serve it now
please beat me after




this haiku is non-standard.

You lack only kigo and kireji!
Your onji works for me :D
And, ummm... these are in English.
Aren't they all non-standard? :)
 
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