POETRY | SUBSPACE | SURRENDERING | SUBMISSION | LOVE
Reaching Subspace
A subpoem
You said I needed to surrender you wanted me to feel how you felt I wavered but you were so tender I let go, eager in your arms to melt
It began slowly, like a trickle you used no floggers or whips at first my skin started to tickle as it reacted to your fingertips
It took a while but I felt safe soon I surrendered completely a nice break from D’s chafe I felt otherwordly, so sweetly
My breath and heartbeat dropped a notch lower I think than deep meditation though my hair rose my netherbits did not then I started to sense a separation
It was like I was both asleep and awaken as if I was experiencing a lucid dream I started to float, unless I was mistaken no thoughts, feelings came in a stream
A stream both calm and wild as was my state by and large suddenly, as you shyly smiled the tickles and tingles came back
You told me I should close my eyes you never touched me there it felt unnecessary to my surprise I didn’t need to nor I cared
I felt sinking inside the soft bed and floating at the same time the best trip occurred in my head I felt loved, it was so sublime
I believe I dissociated for a spell left my body, peeked from above I saw a blissful man who was swell and wore a silly smile like a glove
His partner barely touched him when she did electric jolts formed he was now an object of her whim malleable, in her hands transformed
Time itself seemed to have stopped I felt reaching something like oneiroxi like a teen, before my cherry popped my netherbits were full of moxie
You said this was rather rare psycholagny I think you called it a new word I was not aware you seemed proud we pulled it
After that we retired and slept together, embraced and cuddled ‘tomorrow is my turn’ you said as in each other’s arms we puddled
A subpoem by Nikolaos Skordilis Written while listening to this song on a loop:
Inspired by this poem of Benighted:
