BDSM is Love

© luna 4-30-05

Hurried energy like the discharge of lightening
Flashes as I labor upon the trail;
My path of pure unbridled chaos.

I find myself amidst the storm.
The eye is just ahead, I can feel its silence,
My vision a blur of emotions, thoughts and passions.

All dreams vanish in the wake of the rolling thunder;
I’m to be struck down if I stay here long,
Lead me to that center pushing harder ever more.

The quiet eye where tension is my friend.
My soaked mind watered down with daily trials
Can not filter through my deepest needs.

I lay hidden in the storm… as the others
Those that know me, need me, want me can not see
But a rolling cloud of danger approaching them.

My chaos swallowing all around;
Feasting on the flesh of my dreams,
Leaving me to fight the weather alone.