Ropes

[Da****]

In ropes, you bloom, a fragile rose,
Each knot a story no one knows.
Your body speaks where words fall still,
A masterpiece, bent to my will.

With every loop, I trace your skin,
A canvas where my hands begin.
Your softness yields, yet strength remains,
In perfect tension, love sustains.

The binds I weave, with careful art,
Are more than ties—they hold your heart.
In this embrace, you’re free to fall,
A delicate beauty, claimed by all.

You trust the ropes, you trust in me,
In bondage lies your liberty.
And as you breathe, in silence deep,
We both find solace in the keep.

Each knot I pull, each strand I place,
Defines your form, reveals your grace.
For in your binding, you unfold,
A woman fierce, a beauty bold.

[Ja****]

Beautiful

[Co****]

Wow !

[Gi****]

Sounds delightful!