Saturday, 17 April 2010

I found this lovely poem on the Web -- a dedication from a submissive woman to her Master. It’s anonymous -- so apologies to whoever owns the copyright. I would have asked for permission to publish, had I known whom to contact.

i find pleasure, joy, and fulfilment from being submissive
to my Master in a loving relationship.
i am not weak or stupid. i am a strong woman,
with firm views and a clear concept of what i want out of my life.
i do not serve out of shame or weakness, but out of pride and strength.

i will look to my loving Master for guidance and protection, for never
will i be more complete than when He is with me.
i know that He will protect my body, my mind, and my soul
with His strength and wisdom.

He is everything to me, as i am everything to Him.
His touch awakens me and His thoughts free me.
Only in serving Him do i find complete freedom and joy…
His punishments may be harsh, but i accept them thankfully,
knowing that He has my best interests always foremost in His mind.

if He desires my body for pleasure, i shall joyfully give it to Him
and take pleasure myself from knowing that i have brought Him happiness.

However, the pleasure of the flesh is but one facet of O/our relationship.
The love, the trust and sharing, the words spoken and felt,
those are all parts of this relationship.

My body is His, and if He says i am beautiful, then i am.
No matter what i look like to others, i am beautiful in His eyes,
and because of that i hold my head high.
if He says i am His precious jewel,
then i am that…a beautiful, sparkling gem.
if He says that i am His pet, His slut, His whore, then i am that..
as wanton and dirty as He wants me to be.

My mind is His, to expand, to explore, to know only as He can.
i have no secrets from Him… for secrets are a thing that would
keep me from being more perfectly His.
Secrets would put a wall up between my Master and myself…
and i do not want walls.

His lessons are not always ones i would seek on my own,
but they are lessons He has decided that i need, and so i learn from Him.
My soul is His, as bare to His touch as ever my skin could be
when i kneel naked at His feet.

Never a moment goes by when i do not feel His presence,
be He miles away or standing over me.
if i were to ever displease Him, His displeasure would be a blow to my soul,
worse punishment than any lashes could be.

The anguish of my soul that i feel when i disappoint Him
is harder to bear than any physical anguish i feel.
i am grateful that he cares enough about me to spend
His time and energy so freely on me.
i have the easier job, to feel, to experience,
to let myself go and abandon everything to Him.

i am His pleasure and His responsibility, and He takes both seriously .
i am a submissive woman.

i am proud to call myself that, my submission is a gift that i do not give lightly,
and can only be given to the One who can appreciate that gift and return it tenfold.

Only to my Master who has that strength, will i give myself fully,
because i am strong and proud.
i am a submissive woman.

~Author Unknown


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  2. Billie- how beautiful! She knows she is strong NOT weak to have found true submission to him. Her desires, sexual, emotional and intellectual revolve around his pleasure. Her pleasure is a natural and inevitable result of his. They have found more, so very much more than physical satisfaction, something acheived in so few relationships..... I am fortunate to have recently discovered the heart stopping, earth shattering joy, perfection - both sexually and emotionally - and life changing treasure of having the one person in the world who can make me feel what this poem refers to.....although with respect to the writer, nothing could be as perfect as the woman who has made me so happy for all eternity!!!! But the writer can accept she is whatever he needs her to be,a jewel, a glittering star but maybe his slut, whore and slave. Being away from him physically is pain and anguish to this confident feminine woman. She has learned his lessons as she needed to and wanted to.....she gives herself and he returns her gift tenfold.What a perfectly evocative and emotionally delightful poem. Thank you for sharing it with us! I can identify with and agree with every sentiment expressed Alex XXX