Submission

You know my weakness.
It's standing right in front of me.
Your teasing, malicious intent,
So wicked and delicious,
Driving me over the edge.

Leaping from a mountain that isn't there,
Being pushed to the brink of insanity,
Physically, mentally,
How could something that feels so good be bad?

I'm on my knees,
You have me in submission,
Knowing all the while,
I'd do anything you ask.