Centres

My obsession is locked

within my submissive door

Always waiting on

you to come, I conjure

You in pear shape pose

form a pattern on a curtain

Trawling thru the internet,

looking to capture

You not there, drawings

of women, a cloud forming

Your face on their form

daydream thus,

All day long, in sleep

you’re utterly dominant

And when I wake

I obsess even more

And just a knock

be near, I beg, please knock

Be dominant, assault me,

come closer

You’re so near, dear,

break down the door