15th May 2011
The woven length of rope snakes around my naked flesh
Cutting and biting into the very heart of me
I twist and turn to loosen its grip
But it is part of me now
Coiling round my very soul
Binding me firmly
Holding me prisoner to my desires for him
With every beat of my heart it wraps its self tighter
Weaving and threading round and around
Until there is no end or beginning left
Just a coiled mess
With every breath it grips me harder
Tying me to Him, holding me there
The love knot curls around me heart
Just like the rope around my body
I am tied, held, bound for Him
Ready…….
Mollyxxx
8 comments
Molly, the image is wonderful and with the words, it’s so beautiful it hurts. A perfect Sinful Sunday.
Thanks sweetie, I worry that at the moment my blog is riddled with these painful posts but it is where I am right now…..I hope soon the tone will change
Mollyxxx
Molls, as always a great post x
Beautiful words, beautiful image 🙂
Beautiful Molly…words and photo
Looks like fun tying the knot with you.
LOL…great comment, you made me really smile
Mollyxxx
Wow, Molly, that was a gorgeous post – absolutely wonderful imagery in those words