Switching Tides

I swim between the tides.

There is the comfort of the known shore,
my home these last ten years.
I tasted and feasted on such tasty pain there.
And still – and yet – I still crave more.

But out there
there is a savage wilderness
that calls to me, that beckons.

There I find the naked flesh
which quivers beneath my long exploring nails.
There I find that shiny gaze
filled with adoration.
There I find the supplicant begging
to be striped, to be marked, to be bound and so much more.

I swim between the tides
and wonder

which shore
shall claim
my soul
today.

*** Angel




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