Lost

Failure tightening my stomach 

As I sink further onto my knees.

My hands bound.

The pleasure on your face not from me

But, by your own hand. 

My heart sinking as beautiful glistening pearlescent drops,

To good for me,

Drop to the floor in waste.

My head hanging in shame

As tears glisten on my cheeks.

Watching you wipe away the sweet mark of your ownership 

I would have given anything to have.

Kneeling quietly,

Lost in the shattering guilt of not serving your needs,

As you turn and walk away.