allyC
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I wrote this nearly seven years ago shortly after my owner claimed me as his own... At that time, we were more than 2000 miles apart...
Full Circle
The season shall come
when you will mold me
with your upper hand -
the huntress in my countenance
obscured by my submissive sigh
and I, taking shape
will ask if I please you.
In the dawning of this union -
awakened to senses previously denied,
imprisoned by the great divide,
I will yield my spirit to you
to bend
but not to break.
Sweet spring rains will sate my cheek
and I will ask if I please you.
As your summer still rises
I shall bask in its glory-
finding strength in your hands,
growth in your power,
every moment learning
beneath your fingers burning
and I will ask if I please you.
Seeking perfection together
we rise, entwining.
Where you are my sun,
I am your moon -
needy of your light
for my own illumination
and as the cycle winds it's way
dawn to twilight, night to day
we will come full circle
and I will know
that I have pleased you.
-end
©1998 LJJ
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Once I said to my owner (in a cheeky way after he had done something evil)...
"You know... Master almost rhymes with Bastard."
to which he replied, "Yup, and slave rhymes with cunt."
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