Chaos and control flow hand in hand,
A frenzied covenant between master
And servant, two to meet the demand.
Dominance is sought by the hand
Holding the whip, but true power lies in
Submission, a surrendering of command.
Flesh breeds strength beneath a brand,
To be marked, a possession of desire,
Wielded by an unwavering demand.
Weakness is cleaved and unmanned
In those moments of refined trust, a pleasure
Forms beneath the jaded law of command.
Sacrificing the burden of choice, to disband
Autonomy, the servant has now become the
Sovereign, a temptress arousing demand.
True control is a facade and sham, lies
Spun to deceive the weakness of man,
A slave of the flesh aching for command,
Never to be freed from this irresistible demand.