I elaborated a more expansive piece on the phantom of the opera and bdsm in another writing. This is kink in lyric form.
i have yet to be able to express the allure of bdsm the way this song manages
not only the words, but
the moment when Christine hesitates, and he begins to sing…and she instinctively turns back to him
that voice, that commands you
that draws you in and makes you feel safe
dangerous, because even if you weren’t, you’d feel you belonged
if I listened to this song a million more times, each time I’d be transported back into that realm that I can’t make everyone understand, but I feel that it makes sense and it’s warm and
safe