Balance by Paul Hackett

in secret dungeon darkness night surrounds their passion
deviant desires become forces focussed in seditious counter-culture
morality, judgement, humour, bond together in contract
balance, sought in lurid, leather, latex, clinging to outlines of smooth
perfection
shining in arid wetness
bound, tied, shackled, protecting precarious positions
hung, floated, suspended, above intruding propriety
lying, stretched, reclined, exposing brutal extension
safe sex in balance
pulsating, pain, punishment, counterpoised painless normality
twisting, tormenting , torture, given and received in total confidence
ecstatic, exhilaration, erupting, volcanic climax withholding
balance found in bondage free from romantic dreaming dogma.

bio: Paul Hackett lives in the Welsh Marches with his wife and is a writer and researcher on environmental issues. As a poet he has had several poems published in magazines, ezines and anthologies. You can reach Paul Hackett at ph@smallestspace.com