I wrote this ages ago. I was looking through my poetry book at old stuff I used to write and I dug up this little beauty. It's great what pain does to you ain't it?

Beast

Beast that you are, I must love you

Paralysed that I am by your eyes

Whore that you are, I must please you

Whore that I am, I oblige

Man that you are, you must hurt me

Woman that I am, I might cry

God-like you are my Bakura

Make love to me all this night.