I hope you enjoy my original poetry and music. Thank you for respecting my copyright.
©1996 Shawn Kendrick Hall
{S whips
Years ago was vinyl, and that was what I liked
and silk and satin, smooth and soft and nice
but now I like the darker things, black and strong of might
leather is my fetish, now, that I would have tonight
and whips were good and bonds were fun, but nothing like the toys
that leather had and leather used on all her little boys
but in the mistress' playroom, where she kept all her silent men
she also had a fetish herself, that you might call the pen
and watching words as was her wont, she found a scribbled note
and there within the letters, was a word not often wrote
two of each one straight one round
one sharp and pointing down
and there the last was broken like a shell or circle's bow
wherewithall she knew it and teased him with what she'd know
and that was once one's folly
and oft a lovers flaw
but no more oft could there be found
lovers like you saw