Need

Don't play nice

For it is not gentleness I need right now

I need fury

Need my arse reddened and aching from your hand

I need bruises left in the shape of your mouth

Need my wrist raw from struggling against the bindings

I need pain

Need candles hovering over my body

Stinging my skin with every drop of wax

I need you to let go of your inhibitions

Let go of all the useless fear and worry

Help me to forget my own name

Instead allow me to scream yours into the night

Take me

Mark me as yours

Because tonight

I am

-Persephone Luna