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Click hereA selfish Master
I can only feel pleasure if it is felt by Him
His fewest words can bring tears
Even fewer a bursting of the heart
Ignorant Master
Knowing less than i can tell
To be pleased i please him
Anything He could desire
On a whim i will fulfill
He wants His fear, the same as i
I tie, i weave, i slap
I bind
Myself to Him, the less He can move
He struggles but cannot
Bring Himself to win
How may i win if He does not
He ties me with half a heart
He slaps me with half the force
He's always ready to let me go
He binds me so loosely i could fall
How may i let go, having
Tied my whole self to Him
If the knots are tight enough
Maybe He might, please Sir,
Tell me what a terrible pet i've been
This is a great metiphor for regurading a certen 'figure head' I feel the same.
I read this as a love letter to god, cuz as a regular old sub/dom poem it's uninteresting.