Believe

Tie me, darling, bind me darkly,
you may bite and you may pinch me
let us pretend, unleash me partly,
until in pain I whisper… plea

for a bit of mercy, to never leave
I pledge your kindness, forever yours,
I beg, you angel, please believe
I’m smitten, lost, there is no cure,

my fever burns, obsessed, am I
you tease, pretend, with skin on skin
I offer you my will, you can untie
a slave for you, we’re bound in sin

Forever you my love is boundless
I vow believe, your envy’s groundless

Picture created with AI

This is an expansion of a previous poem into a dark sonnet for Sannaa’s dVerse OLN, see and participate on Saturday at 4 PM CET.

Februry 16, 2024

20 responses to “Believe

  1. I see passionate haste in the lines; and love all the different ways the speaker says ‘promise’. Enjoyed this part especially : “I beg, you angel, please believe
    I’m smitten, lost, there is no cure,” – for the cadence and the craftsmanship of the verse, which is something we all must have felt at some point, or read somewhere yet it feels unique and fresh at the same time, and it is the best thing a verse can offer to me personally.

    I also love that your previous creations inspire you in such a way that you keep creating about them, I think it is always precious to see.

  2. This is darkly passionate, Bjorn! 💙 Wow! I especially like this part; “I’m smitten, lost, there is no cure, my fever burns, obsessed, am I.”

    Yes this is the darker side of desire when one is completely bound to the other!

  3. Björn – clearly you are living in a climate too warm for your Nordic soul and you need to take a cold shower post haste…

  4. I hope you took my comment in the light-hearted way it was meant Björn – This is a fine poem and I look forward to hearing you read it…

  5. I wonder if Satan teased Jesus this way in the desert. The enmeshment is so alluring but those masks and the red serpent tells me it’s a contract paid for with one’s soul. Good steamy writing!

  6. p.s. I was so distracted didn’t even realize this was a sonnet. Nicely done and it sounds like you’re going to read it tomorrow. Ooh la la!

  7. loved the darkness in this. obsession can be destructive as well. took me back to a younger more naïve version of myself

  8. Love the AI creation .. love it. And how can I not love / embrace each and every word / emotion of the passion you shared with us. Bravo, Bjorn.

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