Sired

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{I}
blank page
everything I am, you erase & recreate
you're away from home, I lie in wait
for who am I, if not on your stage?

{II}
without words, you speak, and I move
string out chords, and I sing what you choose
bring out chorus in me
devastate me
I'm all for it
I'm all yours
I shall endure it
I won't survive you

{III}
you, bright light I run to
I must prove, to be faithful
I'm more than persuaded
artist~
your palette, so profound
all other colors faded

{IV}
inscribe in me a meaning while I wait
watch how I conform to definition
give me life
carve my third dimension
give the theory in me shape
make me your vision
an image worth enviable attention

{V}
etch your name in my flesh
brand me with iron cuffs
hold the reigns so tight I
forget all but lust
forget how to speak of another
forget how to cuss
forget anyone else's touch

{VI}
bind me, if you will
bind me in leather
shove me in corsets too tight to fill
with spikes too deep to heal
I'm captivated still

{VII}
use me
fill me
leave no room
leave me no thoughts
no space to assume
no question should linger
no hunger to loom

{VIII}
make me a creature
maybe insane
THAT kind of hunger, I'd groan ~
inspire a bloodlust so inhuman
I'm forced to be tamed
forced to trust you
THAT kind of owned ~
compelled to follow
to give you my throne

{IX}
awe me into submission
or else, be cast away
I'm the muse, do as I say
I will have my desires met
I expect no less
than to be spell-bound, sired, saved
I must be slaved

{X}
I Am
the architect of the blank page
everything we are, I created
this is home, lie in wait
who am I, if not the stage?

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