The Path

This was my attempt at a coming out poem. It failed in that, but it turned into a heart aching call expressing my desires and wishes. I will happily follow Tori, my Mistress, on this path of exploration.

The poem itself is meant to be a split between logic (lines left justified) and emotions (indented lines).

The Path
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     All living things desire
              I live, I desire
     A salve for the ache deep in the soul.
              Love's flame, the heat of the fire.


     These desires may be simple to please.
              A kiss, a cuddle.
     They may be deeper, darker in nature.
              My emotions, all in a muddle.


     Life is hard, or so they say;
              Fear!  Confusion!
     A guide, a mentor, can show the path.
              Light, dispel the illusion.

     To follow this path, you must submit.
              I desire to please;
     The bonds of your servitude are in your mind.
              At peace, on my knees.


     The mark of your growth may be plain to see,
              A collar, a brand,
     Or more subtle, more private, between us.
              The mark of your hand.


     The path the pleasure is tortured;
              Lead me you must.
     Pain and denial a constant companion.
              In you, I trust.


     The path that we walk has no end in view,
              An eternity of pleasure and pain;
     But love and affection with sustain us throughout
              Your pleasure, my gain!


     My commands you must obey without delay.
              Your voice a heavenly choir.
     Tell me, slave, your hearts requirement.
              I live, I desire!