(While this is not graphic Erotic Poetry, because it deals with the birth of a Dom/sub relationship i thought it best not to categorize it in "Non-Erotic poetry."
Sorry, no voting this time around, as i wrote this to please my Master. Please enjoy. Any comments are appreciated.)
There was something in the air
and before I even knew,
Your style caught my eye
I was intrigued by you.
Although we kept it friendly
there was "this" undertone.
I tried to back away,
before I came undone.
Your persistence kept me smiling
and made my heart beat weird.
I found it hard to catch my breath,
you were everything I feared.
Then the truths were told,
yes, our secrets bound us tight-
at root, and gut and heart,
we were all I tried to deny.
You are the secret desire
hidden deep in me.
You are my every wish,
my every thought, my every need.
Like a butterfly from her cocoon
i'll learn from You to fly.
You'll keep my wings bound tight enough
until the time is right.
Then i'll soar for You, dear Sir,
for my wings You now own.
i'll give my trust to You, dear Sir,
for i am Yours and Yours alone.
And when You take my body
i know You'll never bring me harm
as You teach me to serve in passion and pain,
for i am Yours, my Dom.