Chapter 2: Special Nothing

Explicit and illicit
Excited and predatory
Saddened and exploratory
Shackled and outrageous
Am I still pretty? How long before
He decides to kiss me
Has his love faded with the lashes?
Has his resentment weakened
In the time it takes to leave
Prints on my back?
A trail of tears? A chain for years
That say i am his
and I am wet, my rings are cold
His chambers, my torture
His demands, my obedience
I am nothing less than special
But I am nothing .. I am nothing
Until he kisses me.