The Collar Poem by Morinanna Wyzard

The collar
I give to you my heart
I give to you my soul
to love and to hold
in full trust
so I may fill your lust
the first outer expression
of me belonging to you
not because you own me
but because I give myself to you fully
I am no longer afraid
no longer worried
for you have healed my heart
I was tattered and torn
when we found each other
and today I am whole
inner pain slips away
when I place the collar upon my throat
for I now know, my place
it is in your heart
when the moon is asleep
and the world so dark
bind my hands
and bind my soul
drink my juice
in great delight
like the nighthawk
singing in flight
run with me through the forest
of shadows
ravaging like beast
when they kill for their feast
drink of the blood that runs through my veins
and be filled with the magick
of the night
for we are bound
by hands and by heart
to never part