A Thought of Regard

Rhythm to the falling rain.

Drop! Rise! Drop, Drop!!

As you begin to come,

to a way of thought,

then know...B.D.S.M. is..

Tightly knit.

I'm in.

Catch the Rafter in Mist.

The sweat of the heat inside my mind:

Dignified.

Respond!?!

A Hip, Rock, Tilt, to sway.

Taught to Lull.

I bind myself to bold,

to grow in body of Roll.

Adhere yourself to the stride of measure.

In sense,

count to Five:  Dimensional Plot!

Ad-lib!!

A Zen-full State,

to tilt the skew on you.

I take too.

Deep in the divide, 

I Mind.

Precious are the ways of few,

whom wish to ............ You.

In Age I spy.

I found The Begin.

Rail me to the Joker's Wild?

A Test not of a Child.

Play Hard?

The caliber of game,

will "Set the Scene."

I will be the piece,

Granite Past;

I employ.

In Rest, See no Eternity

Immortal flow.

Knot for Team?

For there is no "I" in..,

nor me:

Just Meet