My Gift

welcome to the frayed ends of darkness edge  
were the candles flicker their last breath  
flames consumed by submissive cries  
set ablaze by my hardened hands  
releasing emotions deep inside  
 
I see you fading as you swirl away  
just like the candles last breath  
absorbing the infliction of my love  
your fingers caressing the seams  
Of the dark edge you love  
 
collared to my carnal desires  
tethered to my hidden secrets  
bound to my fantasy  
caged to my command  
marked by my authority  
 
My dominant gifts of wind for your wings  
lifting you beyond the edge I hold tight  
As I glide within your escape  
kissing your blood served with my love  
and licking the tears of empty fears  
for they are filled with salty pleasures  
 
And whisper "thank you for allowing me to watch as you spread your feathers"  
 
"It was truly a gift"