Sep 2009

FollowA slave to every touch and sound

A slave to every touch and sound
Instrument of nerves
In confusion almost drowned
Pleasure swiftly swerves

Rising high and falling low
Listen and obey
One voice tells you where to go
Every role you play

Resist, respond, feel free and trapped
Fighting in your bonds
Too much brightness, spinal tapped
Every touch responds

A pet with master who adores
A strength uncompared
With a word, reach unknown shores
More you ever dared