- Erotic Poetry
- The Beauty of a Bruise
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The Beauty of a Bruise
The purple, garish smear
Incriminates
"Oh, this?
i fell."
i didn't fucking fall.
It begins as blackness
Dark, brooding, the midnight of my soul
Fades to purple, blurring at the edges
my fingers seek it out, probing, pressing
Bringing back
THE HURT
After purple, brown, fading like my memories
Of cuffs and ropes and the sting of a whip
A cane
A paddle
A quirt
The brown becomes a lovely yellow-green
A mark
Of what You dealt, what i absorbed
Trembling, gasping, screaming
telling myself to just
get through
JUST TAKE IT
When moments before i was begging
To be used like an animal
Beaten without mercy into submission
and beyond
i took it
for You
i took it and all i have to remember
is this bruise
a rainbow of my pain
