"Sexual Deviant"

Ecstasy welling up from deep inside
Gasping, choking, struggling for breath
Your gaze only brings me closer to the edge
Even if your skin remains deathly chill.
I think I'm a man who yearns to be a woman
And yet I also like them both in one
Young and old, and everything in between
Let me witness your shamelessness.
I can turn both of our pain into pleasure
Humiliate yourself when you can no longer bear it
Yellow rivulets that mix with your tears
Empty bowels that build my excitement.
Dress me up in clothing that do not suit me
Those obscene whispers igniting my desire
Escalating with every click of the camera
Even a brush with death will drive me higher.
Scream as you shove me away and show me your hate
Every undulation against disgusted skin turns me on
I can't stop when convulsions break the surface
Fueling my twisted fascination with the perverse.

- 28/April/2010


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One of the few poems that I actually spent longer than one session writing. Usually I write a poem in one go, and it doesn't take that long, but this one I worked on over the course of a few days. Strangely enough, I was inspired after reading the Wiki entry on various paraphilias, heh. Basically, this poem incorporates a number of paraphilias or sexual fetishes, and so may seem a bit disjointed. I quite like it though.