Servant of the Goddess

Her words were darkness and light,

their touch a thousand whispers
falling through my night.
I felt Her power and Her delight
in the way they delivered Her control
along every nerve, into every muscle,
every desire and need.

I believe in service to Her.
I believe in beautiful obedience.
There is no pain here, only my joy
in pleasing Her in every way I can.
She has made me more of a man
in ways that are impossible for me
to understand. When She takes me
with Her voice, Her touch and
Her gaze, I am set free to fall
more and more deeply under Her spell.
My mind burns and my body
aches for release that is withheld
and controlled for Her pleasure.
She has my leash and my measure
and I only wish to worship Her forever.

(c) 2006, william the submissive poet