G.A.C

[Eskiminzin]

Now the lash
It licks me here
    Upon this alter of love, of filth
Of all that is beyond and unrestrained
Passions, lust 
    Need beyond all fulfillment.

Symbols raised by leather    
    Form Ogham scripts 
In exquisite ***
He is writing a gospel
He is reading it upon my skin
     Words exalted by his unflinching hand.

The revelation of our union
love and need, the sweetness of the ***
     my body becomes our testament
our pyre burning in the winter dark.
I am reborn, reshaped, reformed of his primordial will.
     In debasement, I am perfected.