I Enter The Lair Of My Lover Wearing A Stainless Steel Mask Poem by YURI DURAAN

I enter the lair of my lover wearing a stainless steel mask

He waits for me
He is at the mercy of the woman I am portraying,
the mask transforming me into the person of his fantasies.
He submits and worships at the shrine of the goddess
I become when I wear the mask

I order - he obeys
I stroke - he sighs
I leave – he aches

I exit the lair of my lover wearing a tearstained face,
my tears the colour of stainless steel,
shredding my face,
scarring me,
leaving me a prisoner of the mask,
its invisible supremacy established in the moment
of my leaving….

torn in my helpless longing to return to where my lover waits...