Monday, August 16, 2010

Sweet Submission

She feel his eyes upon her, she feels the strength in his presence
She feels the hands of this mortal God placed upon her breast
For one fleeting moment the hands are gone, she panics and is lost
The hands return and with a gift, a circle of love and devotion

The hands gently cup her chin and raise her eyes to view his face
She trembles, she feels her eyes well and spill over with her tears
She wonders, how can the mortal God bare to touch her
He leans towards her, she feels his breath upon her neck, she is still
"What is it you want Girl?" his words run through her like hot steel through ice

She raises her eyes for one fleeting moment to see the mortal God
Her legs tremble and she falls to her knees, her arms rise to meet the sky
Her wrists kiss as she leans towards this mortal God's boot
"To be released Master, to know peace" she cries as the years of pain rip through her

He touches her face with his fingers, and gently slips his collar around her neck
She hears the snap of the lock.

She is free.

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