My hands are streatched above my head tied to the posts with strong chain My humiliation is complete I feel so alone, until he comes in. My heart rate increases (with fear?) My body tenses (trepidation?) My breathing is harsh, torn from my lungs and I try to shrink back alone.
He comes to me, sees into my mind, he is there with me, in this barren night. He holds me close, whilst I cry, comforting.
It seems to slip his mind, he was the reason I cried. And when he leaves, my body so aches but that is nothing compared to my mind which aches with a fevor to see him again, for he is the darker side of love that I can't withstand