- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Weakness/Strength
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they call it weakness
when i say i am a slave
they call me mindless
claim i am ridiculous
to bow my head
and call You Master...
yes, they call it weakness...
i call it strength
when i say i am a slave
i feel the power within me
the love that swells my heart
for me to bow my head
and call You Master...
that takes strength
strength they cannot comprehend
for i must trust You
totally and completely
You hold my life in Your hands
cup my soul in them
delicately caging it
protecting it from harm...
they may call it weakness
but oh, my Master
it is only energy i feel
the vibrant crackle
of the passion i feel
the tender warmth
of the safety i enjoy
by being Yours...
and it is when You bind my hands
and weave Your words around my thoughts
when i become Your captive...
that is when
i truly begin to fly.
