Bad Things

He comes to me
again and again
pulling me through the scenes of our life...
sexing...
making me want to do bad things,
"be" bad things;
making me want to stretch my boundaries
further than I am sure they can go.
I have orgasm after orgasm
thinking about how bad we can be;
wondering why it is
he can hurt
as ferociously as he can love,
but not really caring...
as long as he CAN be,
everything that he is.