Friday, October 28, 2011

She Is His

The fire's warm glow lightens her face as she kneels before it.

Her hands behind her back hold her ankles.

Her head bowed in contemplation and submission.

Naked, but for His collar, and vulnerable before Him.

Her soul is willing and her body is eager to please.

So much love in her heart to give.

She is His.



Anonymous said...

Very nice! Those long drawn in evenings I see, in the absence of the bath!

DYx :-p

Anonymous said...

very well put xx