Shinpuku. Kuraku. Ritsumei.
-----oo0oo-----She asks, I submit.
Her wish binds faster than cord
And my will aligns.
Rope is coarse against the skin:
Her words are soft on my ear.
Darkness enfolds me:
Talk to me through fire
Peace through submission
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