WykD.com I don't do rope, I do people. But I do them with rope.

Tied

Running it through my hands,
feeling its texture.
Not looking at it.
Looking at you.

Images run through my mind,
how you will look,
what I will do.

Laying it on your skin,
binding,
restricting,
ornamenting.

Making you helpless.

Hitch, weave, cinch, tension, turn.

Beautiful, and beautiful.
Helpless but held.

Tied