BDSM Haiku

[Curious_in_Cali]

soaked from little drops
it was the storm in his eyes
that made her thunder

 

[DeepGreenEyes]

She puddles when struck
By lightening master's load
Danger up a head

 

[Curious_in_Cali]

he was well weathered
and for the moist part fair with
his hurried cane

 

[Curious_in_Cali]

shared experience
is the illusion play that
we buy tickets for

 

[Curious_in_Cali]

slowly anchoring
your body with these wet clothes
I am free to run

 

[Curious_in_Cali]

nervous first holds are
just how we practice for more
difficult last ones

 

[minette05]

Summer's heat lightening
strikes your voice resonating
deep into my soul

 

[Aluris]

Ropes straining, eyes wide
My voice and body are his
Tonight, together

 

[MercutioStar]

Bright eyes sparkling
As the leather whip sizzles
Glowing with delight

 

[SweetOblivion]

I'm glad that this thread
continues to weave its way
in subversive minds.

 

[cascadiabound]

shibari

Bind me, rope and word;
Release my mind, my body
Free of decision.

 

[EbersMoll]

Will the bindings hold,
As they are put under strain,
Until the bitter end?

 

[minette05]

Ah! the bitter end
of summer's heat, and Your heat
fuels into Autumn

 

[EbersMoll]

Soon, your once warm skin
Will again feel icy stings
From pelted hail stones.

 

[Currahee_Gent]

Keroin sounds like
Heroin but not as sweet
I lost her pictures

 

[sweetmoonbeam]

Will the bindings hold,
As they are put under strain,
Until the bitter end?

Thighs part like pages
Bound by the twine of your tongue
Writing sins in me.

 

[EbersMoll]

Thighs part like pages
Bound by the twine of your tongue
Writing sins in me.

My calligraphy
Traced on your secret pages
Conveys my desires.

 

[SweetOblivion]

Gripping

though past seasons lose
their grip, I will never lose
my grip on your throat.

 

[EbersMoll]

The setting Sun's rays,
Kissing the water's ripples,
Kawa akari.

 

[sweetmoonbeam]

though past seasons lose
their grip, I will never lose
my grip on your throat.

The setting Sun's rays,
Kissing the water's ripples,
Kawa akari.

​We are two sad hands
Choking hope from a river
Of ​our ​lighter days

 

[EbersMoll]

​We are two sad hands
Choking hope from a river
Of ​our ​lighter days

That the number two,
Is the oddest prime of all,
Explains many things.

 

[minette05]

Spring rain flooding fast
along my body wanting
sub-tropical heat

 

[Callmetim]

Kneeling at my desk,
My gaze your only bondage.
Now, say, "yes, Teacher."

 

[EbersMoll]

Spring rain flooding fast
along my body wanting
sub-tropical heat

The river rises
As Springtime warmth bathes her curves
And tight buds blossom.

 

[visioneer]

Thighs part like pages
Bound by the twine of your tongue
Writing sins in me.

Quite beautiful, sweetmoonbeam.