You offer me your body,
To use, to break, to vent, to punish.
Here it is, take it, it is yours you cry
Use me! break me! punish me!
But, I won’t do anything to you.
That will be excruiciatingly painful for you.
The ommision of my touch, more torturous;
More than any needles, more than any whip, more than you can bear.
If I ever see you again, I will do nothing.
I will sit you fully clothed in a chair opposite me
That man I once met and knew and loved;
And you, well, you can sit and watch me Cry!