"Her Submission" – A Poem

For birds within a cage, it’s a big and frightening world
For a woman outside, I’m a very young girl
And though the iron bars are open, she doesn’t want to leave
Outside these thorny walls she doesn’t know just how to sing
Though safe he holds them open, she falters at the start
If he is not true, her game is lost; he’d trample o’er her heart
The gates remain left open, but the bird does not take wing
For safe within these thorny walls, she knows just how to sing
She steps out into the sunlight,
A world she learns to ride
Life, faith, and love, and family
He stable at her side
He calls, he smiles, he beckons
Happy though she knew
Her freedom given, her happy home:
He has bars, sometimes, too.
 

If I Want Her Heart…

I can be Dominant…
I can control…
I can be in charge….
I can make demands…
I can show strength…
And power…
I can bind…
Cuff…
Tie…
I can spank…
Whip…
Cane…
I can take…
I can use…
But…
There’s one thing…
One…
That I have no control over…
Her heart!
If I want her heart…
To own it as well…
To have it as mine…
I have to earn it…
To be worthy of it…
To have it given to me…
I can’t take it from her…
Or make her give it to me…
That desire comes from deep within…
She has to feel it…
To feel it in her soul…
To need me to have it…
Because I deserve it…
And once I have her heart…
Then I have her…
All of her…
The most precious gift she could give…
Then…
I have…
Everything!

Hands Together…



On her knees…
Hands together…
She gave thanks…
Thanks for all He had shown her…
For all He had made her feel…
For all He had opened her up to…
Allowed and enabled her to finally experience…
To finally find herself…
All she is and has always been…
Thanks for the freedom…
Freedom from the prison of her own mind…
From being trapped by hr own thoughts…
Thanks for finally being able to just be…
To be herself…
To be accepted and appreciated…
To feel loved and cared for…
Thanks for being able to give all she is to Him…
To be all she needs to be for Him…
To finally be accountable and of service…
She thanks Him for her binds…
As this is when she feels most his…
Most possessed…
Most owned…
Most free…
On her knees, she puts her hands together…
And shows her grattitude…
Shows her reverence…
With hands together…
She thanks Him for everything!

~DV~