8 years ago. Sunday, December 17, 2017 at 4:50 AM
A guiding hand to lead you through all my expectations
the bonds tighten every time you you speak my name.
Ive watched the colour drain away in fear of the the next falling strike.
but still you kneel with pleading eyes. Obident to the last.
And I can say with pride you belong to me.
The subtle marks across your skin a sign that only we understand.
As I hold you tight
and kiss away your tears.
You wisper my name.