The journey has been long
It's paths entwined and twisted
You found me in the darkness
A place we both call home
My reflection in the water
Once murky yet now clear
The black wolf my only guide
To protect and guide
To watch me stumble and rise
He lead me to you my Sir
A soul that speaks to mine
A soul I know almost as
Well as my own
I come to you, far from perfect
To kneel at your feet
Shall you allow me to
Worship only you
I ask of you my Sir
Shall you find me worthy
Worthy of your presence
Worthy of your dominace
Worthy of your control
To offer myself to you only
To offer you my flaws
And Imperfections
That you may mold me into
Who you see, that I do not
Your eyes only see perfection
What I offer you my Sir
Is my all, and my trust
I offer you the gift of
My Submission
I offer you ownership of every part
Of me, soul, hart, trust Imperfections
I crave that you have ownership
Of me and who I am
I, crave, beg to worship at your feet
