Submissive

Lean in close

Catch

Your hand

Inhale 

Your scent

It is intimate

Eyes meet

Breath 

On your face

Tip your chin

Show your throat

Submissive

You know who has

Power

Here

It is intimate

It could be personal

If I felt like it

Grip on your wrist

Smell 

Your fear

It is intimidating, isn’t it?

Knowing I could do

Anything

That I see

Everything

Can’t be crossed

You are but a

Puppet

In my machinations

You never had a choice