The Price
The price of knowing you
Is being chained
With no commands
Trapped, in your tepid cesspool
Your lukewarm water drains me of my power
Need to be the ruler or be ruled
Because even submissiveness gives me strength
Gives me power
Transfers the control
Back in my reach
To conquer what I see fit
Behind the disguise of a monarch butterfly
But, I am really a black widow
Ready to bite you
And inject you with my poison
Make your choice
Exert dominance over this slave
Or submit to my wishes
So I can unlock these chains
And be free from your deadly grasp
Copyright © Courtney Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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