A Slave's Offering

Pale skin is bared in sensual abandon, prepared to feed the hunger of your gaze.
Kneeling before you I offer the most intimate of my treasures to your judgement.
Exposed and vulnerable I breathe in the strength of you and am soon sustained.
Every inch of my skin sighs in heated anticipation, craving the touch of You.
It is through you that I truly experience passion.

Every sin I've committed, every flaw I own, is exhumed for your consideration.
I place my arrogant and selfish person into your capable hands to be remade.
To you I send my inconsistencies, like waves to be broken upon your shore.
So too do I hand over the storms of my rage, my last defense against you.
It is through you that I truly experience harmony.

A heart, scarred and patched, barely able to beat, is placed in trust at your feet.
This girl's soul, stained with years of abuse, is laid out for you in true humility.
Broken and bleeding, nowhere left to run, she kneels on her shattered dreams.
With bowed head and empty hands she knows she is now yours to command.
It is through you that I truly experience healing.

These lips belong to you, for her kisses are meant to be yours and yours alone.
This body and all its secrets are your treasure to hide or share as you see fit.
No entrance to her body will be barred against your loving assault of her person.
Sweetly yielding, the body of this slave waits to serve your every pleasure.
For it is through you that I truly experience Myself.