Defiance

I want the phone to ring
I want your voice
thick with desire
as it urges me
to come
to a dark parking lot
feel your fingers in my hair
as you pull me down
and call out my name

master
has become servant
beneath your piercing eyes
and forceful tone

Command me
to do anything
in your service
and I will obey
except for this:
don’t ask me
to stop wanting you

I can’t

I won’t