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Mar 2016
I was but a lost, broken down girl.
Never knowing how to trust another soul.
Not understanding or comprehending Love.
Longing to be held safely in the arms of another.
I knew nothing of it all.
Scared and alone, weak and torn, ashamed and confused, emotions running high.
My battered body, my ****** hands I would hide.
My mind damaged from abuse, I couldn't speak a word.
My heart has been shattered, by all too many.
The weight I carried on my shoulders.
I hid my very soul,
Ashamed of me I stood aside.
I've waited seems forever, only to be seen and heard.
My suffering I have bared alone.
In only an instant, my life would quickly change.
For he saw me and begun to set me free.
I saw him & I fell.
For my walls I could not keep,
For he begun to break them down.
He has eyes of pure serenity,
The heart of gold,
The strength of many men,
The voice of confidence,
The body of protection.
He holds the key to my very soul.
He has undressed me with open eyes.
He has embraced me with the tightest hold.
He has kissed me with the softest lips.
I am his student, he is my teacher.
In him I trust.
He has listened with an open mind.
What once of mine was shattered,
Is whole again once more.
For he has touched my beating heart with his presence.
For him I have been waiting for,
For him I do crave.
I am bare breasted, kneeling at his feet.
bound I am in ropes, bound to him I am.
My fiery passion burns for him.
A slave I am to he.
I am his submissive beauty.
My will is his orders,
I wait for his commands.
I honor him with my loyalty.
Saved me from the darkness,
He brought me to the light.
his power strong and thick running through my veins.
I will not fight,
I will not deny him.
For I am his submissive beauty.
My soul is his to keep.
I hide no more.
He is my one and only,
Always and Forever,
The one I shall obey.
He is my Dominant,
The only one I trust,
For when im bound and serving him,
My life is within in his hands.
He never takes advantage or treats me with disgust.
what many may see as wrong,
they really do not know.
I'veΒ Β never been or felt so safe,
He never goes to far.
He know's that I am beautiful,
Respects my very being.
He is My Master,
& I his most Treasured Possession.
Connie Gross
Written by
Connie Gross  Edmonton
(Edmonton)   
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