I Write Poetry
My gaze is lowered but i strain to see your face
Obedient i wait on bent knees for your return
Your gaze is like satin on my skin
Your words like the air i breath
My heart beats i tune with yours
As i live to please you
I am not week as some may think
I know my strength and my fire
It is i who hold the power here
But i surrender it to you out of trust
You mark my skin as you mark my heart
With a gently hand and a tender touch
I am yours to use as you desire
Because i know your only true wish is to please me
This is not the world most people know
But it is one filled with love and trust and honesty
And it is ours
Obedient i wait on bent knees for your return
Your gaze is like satin on my skin
Your words like the air i breath
My heart beats i tune with yours
As i live to please you
I am not week as some may think
I know my strength and my fire
It is i who hold the power here
But i surrender it to you out of trust
You mark my skin as you mark my heart
With a gently hand and a tender touch
I am yours to use as you desire
Because i know your only true wish is to please me
This is not the world most people know
But it is one filled with love and trust and honesty
And it is ours