Balance of Power

Fragile, foetal, she curls up beside Me
Cheeks rosy, having given herself to Me
her submission a generous treasure.

Her face so serene, her body released
From being bound, slapped, caressed and teased
her expression a sign of her pleasure.

she is all Mine, and yet, I am hers;
The power she gives Me is surely reversed.
Invisible ties which bind beyond measure.