To be hers
Oh I dream of finding her, dream of just sitting by her feet, laying safely in her arms, her smile looking down at me so sweet
Her guiding hand on my shoulder, my light when my life seems dark, when I'm looking for inspiration, a single kiss would be the spark
Tenderness and control, both dealt out in equal measure, everything weighed up so very perfectly, a blend of pain and pleasure
She would keep me on a straight path, making sure I'm never lost, knowing I can trust in her but with each act if defiance there's a sometimes painful cost
Making me feel proud of who I am, I learn to stand and walk so tall, not fearing any haters, bring them on, with her I'll face them all
With her I'd become whom I'm supposed to be, I'd have no need to hide, she'd be there to steady me on this life's crazy carpet ride
And at last I'd be owned, I'd proudly wear her collar around my throat, in return for her unswerving love, on my beautiful mistress I would dote
THE KINKY POET