With His Chains

Some say to be bound is oppressive,

But they don’t understand the submissive,

She is much stronger than seems,

She knows herself, her inner dreams.

She is independent, and a feminist

Believing her core, Sir her genesis.

Submission is a deserved gift,

To a Sir, ‘tis a treasured shift,

Not demanded, freely given, 

A give and take, her idea of heaven.

She has her demons needing released,

With his mark, Sir becomes her priest,

Through pain she finds her saving grace,

Through pleasure she finds her quiet space.

His bonds take her to the calmest sea,

With his chains, he sets her free.

CWylde © 02-03-15