One

I begged.
Pleaded.
Cried.

For his touch.
Him.
A taste of our darkness.

He was all I needed.
Everything I wanted.

He is.

My light.
My dark.

My hope.
My destruction.

I am.

His babygirl.
His whore.

His redemption.
His sin.

I groaned.
Sobbed.
Came.

Again and again.
Until I was wrung dry.
The bed drenched.

I clung to Him.
He surrounded me.

Intertwined.

Body.
Mind.
Soul.

Fit together.
So sweetly.
Complete.

One.
~DominaKat