Marks Marks, does anybody wonder about the difference? The difference it makes, in the mind, The mind of the one receiving it, And the one giving it. Pain, of the marks, on the one inflicting it, And the one receiving it, Two different dimensions. One says, I want to take it all, Other says, give me all you can. But both shall say, I fucking love you, almost explicitly. Marks, a brutal way to say, “ILOVEYOU.” As embalmed as that sentence within quotes above reads, Without any spaces. Marks, I wonder if anybody could leave anybody bloodied, If they weren’t in love, understanding consent, Understanding the person that they have with them, For themselves, at that moment, A psychotic love. Marks, yes they are beautiful, All it needs is the mind, Mind, the all powerful, And it shall decide. ©D D #Marks #bdsm