Use Me, Abuse Me... Poem by Saint Cynosure

Use me,
abuse me,
show me that I'm loved.
Pick me up and kiss me,
after down I'm shoved.
Let me be your whipping boy,
lock me up in chains.
Though I am all but willing,
I will if thats your thing.
The thought of me alone with you,
chills my teeth and skin.
But if I'm good this one time,
will you use me yet again.
I will do whatever,
to feel your touch of flesh.
Use me,
abuse me,
love me to my death.