Suddenly!
Unexpectedly —
But admittedly within all odds —
My Master is here!

(Don’t stop yearning
Dreaming
Seeing —  
Yours might come, too)

You are beautiful
And loved
Here’s proof
He said

When I got on my knees
To take what was due
To submit and be led
The Master getting used to it, too

I felt it start to leave me
The pale dread
Of standing alone
In these flames
Holding bags of coal

When we got back
To the castle
You could see clear
Across the southern tip
Of the lake

The factory chimneys
Ready to burn
Lighting the room

Behind the city lights
When my Master comes
Tonight to
Make it right
And put this past to bed

With that red
Leather paddle
And! If I’m lucky!
His belt
As he pushes down
My head

Such is the landscape
Uneasily elated
This side of my soul

Sunbathing in his power
Not wanting it to end.