Too Close

There has never been an urge to kneel and be obedient,
I don't like the ease with which this is expected...
There isn't a bone in my body that tells me I should
Close my eyes and submit to the will of a man
Who cannot hold me on track...
But still, there I found myself, strolling leisurely
Closer and closer to the line of submission,
Close enough to see you on the other side,
Standing firmly between dark nights and bottles of whiskey...
Rope twined around your legs and your wrists
Like an obedient snake.
I found myself walking closer and closer to the line where you stood,
And looked forward to the dark of the night,
Where I knew you would be waiting, commanding,
Ready to practice your skill on someone willing...
I found myself missing your company, your guidance, your words...
So I'm glad we broke when we did...
This was a call that came too close...
Close enough to graze my skin and leave a mark,
Close enough to make me scream in the middle of the night
That you would now be out of my reach.. oh no...
Too close for comfort... I do miss you, though.