Bleeding Feathers by Anonymous

I feel your nails on my skin
A barbed embrace
Tender in the sting
Warm and sharp and blushing red
Involuntary colour
Masochistic markings
You scribe your emotions into my skin
Pull yourself to me
And I to you
With tethers latched to my very being
Little cuts weep
And sweat out the sin
The Lust
The desires I hold for you
The needs I express
With every breath
I express my capture
You offer release
Draw into me
In red, liquid devotion
The wings for me to fly free
Returning home
A bird to my cage.