...she will stay...

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The Echoes tracing in the mind.
The Essence of You, she seeks.
With hopes to one day find…
Yet, deep inside herself, she retreats.

her Journey taking her far and wide.
In very few, she will confide.
Aching for her Masters Touch…
Bringing forth from her… so much.

she finds herself seeking her One,
Ever faithful in her Journey, her Quest.
Knowing the past can never be undone,
her loyalty constantly put to test.

Your Call bringing her soul alert.
Closer to You, with every day.
Licking every wound of her hurt,
Knowing one day with You, she will stay.

The Essence of You,
Bringing slave to her knees.
Through and through…
It is only You, slave aims to please.

she crawls, she trembles,
accepting solace along the way.
Inside herself, she always remembers…
The care You have on display.

Leaving the safety of her nest…
she crawls, doing her very best.
she knows You await,
she knows one day... her Fate.
You beckon to her in every way,
Safety for her, You create.

Knowing her yearnings deep within...
Will bring her to the day…
A new Exchange will begin,
And within Your soul, this slave will stay.

From Master, she will never need hide.
Sharing with You, a Love like no other.
With joy, in You, slave will confide.
Only You will stand above her.

A Kiss of Completion…
Masters Kiss... like no other.
Without definition or hesitation,
she knows You will stand before her.

As time carries on…
In Journey Together…
From her soul... a song…
No more tumultuous weather.

So, in her solitude of today…
The sky, her soul, seemingly so gray.
A song deep inside, strumming… alluring...
It is the song only Master and this slave will Know.

And at Your Will… this slave will stay.
As it is with Master Above...
Kneeling before You, as slave… below.

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