Bdsm Poem

[SeedReturntoSea]

tired and frustrated
it took so long
was I too kinky or not enough
kisses and roses, whips and tears
beaten or bound they would not stay

the time was right the need clear
the answer in unexpected form
waves and curves with desires hidden
she found me across an electric sea
the search is over I look no more
not yet collared, still free
she will be mine

the hunt has begun

 

[FurryFury]

Nice.

The hunt has begun? How does that fit?

FF

 

[Curious_in_Cali]

Nice.

The hunt has begun? How does that fit?

FF

When I read this, I imagined this to be like a hunter that was wandering the forest searching for something to eat, and then after a long exhaustive hunt he finally saw a tasty animal walk by behind the trees in the distance and now he has narrowed his focus to just claiming her.

But I look forward to hearing from the OP as poetry can be so very subjective that I could be very off from his intended expression.