At the Feet of my Lady

When my mind is no longer mine,
when your will fills me with pleasure,
then that is the measure of your success
and my complete happiness.

It is not that your desires oppose my own.
It is that their confluence shows
my dependence upon your pleasure
and makes mine grow beyond knowing.

You use trance to make my senses dance.
Your whispers bind me so tightly.
I would do your will anywhere or when,
so very humbly and politely.

Through the candlelight gateway,
I fall into a bondage of light
that fills my submission with delight.
This is my chosen path and way.

(c) 2008 Palimpsest Harlequin