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If he were a color, he’d be the bluest sky,
As the sky touching my earth,
Ever yearning for his touch upon me.
If he were a feeling, he’d be like the vast midnight sky,
Filled with shimmering diamond stars.
Leaving me clutching the earth as I dizzily stare into his eyes.
If he were a sound, he’d be the hushed rustling of leaves,
On a warm summers day as I lay in the shade, soothed by his voice.
If he were a scent, he’d be wild mint, gently crushed and fresh.
Like catnip to a cat, intoxicating me to playfulness.
He is my Master, leather and velvet,
Leaving me deliriously swimming in emotions,
Leaving me speechless in silent joyful song,
Leaving me yearning for the fulfillment that is him,
Leaving me lost but found.
Leading me ever deeper into the unknown.
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Posses me, own me, control me, force me, make me, love me.
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I'm here, submissive before you
my will offered up in a quiet remain
awaiting your approval or approach
the fine line between pleasure and pain
It becomes even sweeter with your control
with every touch, kiss, and word
smoldering embers are kindled
tormenting desires awakened yet never absurd
My attention is high and I quiver
captured by heat and hunger
bend me to your will
My Love and show me what you most desire
My purpose is to please and to serve
through your dominion that I'll find
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The inner thought of the twisted one...
The gift that I give...is a most cherrished possession.
To be the sub I became to be, it took much insight deep within myself.
The pain, the anger, the confusion of not knowing why i just didn't seem to think
as some people regarding how one should treat their loved one.
I thought I was just to passive, to forgiving, to naive to think
it was actually something to be proud of.
Then slowly, I was introduced to this lifestyle, and to my amazement,
I felt like I could breath.
For the first time in my life, I was at peace with myself.
The learning was so sureal to me. Giving the one I love my everything.
The power over me to take anything and everything from me to please him.
The touch, the love, the glow of serrenity and knowing, the power I give him, is the actual power he gives me.
To Love him, to trust him, to cherrish him with all that I am.
To be granted the greatest gift a human being could give to another. One's Self.
The posessive way...
He holds me...looks after me..looks over me...
He restraints me not with whips
or collars..
But with his being of Love and resepct
He restraints me not with harsh words
or commands...
But with love and guidence of his Honor
Those words are embedded deep within my soul..my being..my heart.
The way he can look at me...and make me react to the voice I hear within myself..
The way my heart swells with pride when I please him
in any way.
The way he can look deep in my eyes, and know exactly what I need and want...
and know when to give it to me without me whispering a word..
And knows when to give me all that i crave from him.
My Life as a Submissive...
-=©=-Melissa Dawn-=©=-
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