A Voice
Author: luna
Filed in: submission, control, growth, master, voiceCan you hear me?
I am whispering your name.
My mind has sung the praises of your love,
traveled the hopes and dreams as they are born.
You bring life to joy.
Heartfelt pride and honor keep you strong.
Woman, you guard the heart of a man;
Safe in your arms
Submission is not a weakness
it is a strength, glorifying
the simple pleasure to serve;
Serve well.
Control given;
Soul awoken by one man.
Churned to grow and thrive
with love, sweet love;
In his power you are revived.
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