4 Freedoms Erotica

by poetyktruth

If submission is love, then love is my heart.

So love take my hand and find a place to start.

Your strength and your power overcome me,

Your control brings my mind to serenity.

A truth not for all but certainly for your girl,

I find undeniable pleasure in our submissive world.

Bring the strap my love, then gently kiss the mark.

Only you can see the light of me, where men are in the dark.

My desire is service to the man who brings the rain.

Your force, if harsh, brings only pleasure and never pain.

Service is the aching desire within my soul,

To my bronze master merits complete control.

Never ask for what belongs to you.

Eternally for my master my body will be true.