We have a shared language
And a shared connection
Ropes as a map on your body
Marks traveling along your skin
When you’re bound by my hands

Surrendering to passion
To my will
Not just to placate me
The bond between us
Together with you,
I tie you
The rope an orphan
If you are not in my arms

You are not silent
But a living soul
Your body an exhibit of love
The decoration is our connection
From you to me and from me to you

Eyes shut
Absorbing all that is good
And that good is everything
When my quiet settles inside of you
Your quiet emerges
And is all that is left
The words disappear
We are one

I undo the rope
With an embrace
Because the rope is nothing
The real tie that binds us
Is who I am to you
And who you are to me
What exists between us
Is the only thing that is real
The only thing that remains

By eli dom