[Passionaria]

Transcending mediocrity
was how hy defined it
a phrase that captured
my rebellious soul
in a grip
tighter than the ropes
he wanted to tie me up with
at the MET in NYC
passer by's watching me
sit
in my pretty dress and jewels
knees parted
ankles tied to the chair
hands bound behind my back
watching hym paint
and gagged, hy added
cause you talk too much
my vulnerability
hys sadistic delight
what will people say I protested
nothing, this is new york city
smiling
the notion still brings
a flush of excitement
to my cheeks
causing me to
squirm into luscious warm wetness
transcending mediocrity
cutting through stagnant realities
vivid sexuality
without regrets
thank you
for walking me through that door