Sub...mission

Sub...mission

Did I tell you how much you mean to me?
How your soul touched mine and sent a spark
Across time and distance, to give hope
To a belief in forever, and completeness,
As only two can find in a world
So devoid of love and raw emotion,
A world where a slave needs her Master
To guide and nurture her, give purpose to her
                                         life,
Own and possess her as no other will,
To bless with such a rare gift,
A joy to watch it's growth
From embryonic state to realised dreams

Where at last she belongs:
The cravings answered, the plea heard
To be bathed in love, caressed with His pain,
Rejoicing in the cleansing tears she weeps,
Gratitude for acceptance, beckoned
To His Domain where she knows peace
Unlike any other, a safe haven,
Welcoming her submission, laying at His feet,
Awaiting His every command, lifeblood to her days
And nights, where screams become cries of ecstasy
Warmed by whips and beloved body alike,
To take her to a place she had only glimpsed in
                                        dreams

Before His life became entwined with hers,
Giving birth to a slave who before only barely
                                    existed,
In a dead and static state awaiting His
                                awakening touch,
His pleasure, His pain,
Wanting to know her place
Head bowed, submission complete and unashamed,
Her Lord and Master's power overarching,
Controlling in it's beauty and pure passion;
Protecting in it's honesty, trusting beyond
                                    all others,
A miracle that comes once in a lifetime
For those who dare seek it's perfect beauty,
Should never be denied, nor ignored.


                                 by Catalina