Fog descends.
Muted mind struggles to switch
troth to bond, thought to hope.
Feelings leap.
Senses honed sharp
by metal chain and cuff and ring and rope.
Bound to flight
soaring, plunging,
lunging, rapier pierced heart ablaze.
Embers falter, hopes fade.
Dread dark alights within the maze.
Alone. Elusive visions mock
solitude, an empty gaze.
Erotic Poem – Await, by Zhinli
