Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on January 17, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Every inch of the rope that He tied
Freed me a little bit more,
The tighter the bondage, the freer inside,
His lover, His slave and His whore.
The knots on my nipples so painful so sweet;
i hope i am never set free.
When He has bound me i’m almost complete,
Now HIS toy and not little me.

Not enough hours are left to be bound,
Not enough ways to serve You i’ve found,
Ecstasy means that i know You’re around,
my Master, my Owner, my Lover, my All –
Bind me for all of my days.

Author notes

Inspired by a picture of a girl looking ecstatic in Japanese rope bondage.

You have to pronounce the first word as Ev-er-y
The long gap in the middle is her silent thought then her change of voice and poetic style is a change from talking to herself inside to talking to Him also inside.