Thoughts

Slave: A Garden Of Dark Delights

I have been to a garden filled with dark delights,

Where a divine and sensual beauty rules and she,

Has shown me never dared imagined sights,

An enchanted world I never dreamed to see.

I have been allowed to worship and adore,

At her exquisite and most secret bower,

And been refreshed and found much more,

At the sweet golden fountain of her power.

I have been led through my uncertainty,

By her strong hand yet not unkindly shown,

The place she has revealed my destiny,

While at her feet my heart be known.

She has led me to her blithe and magic place,

Down hidden pathways gently, and revealed,

Bathed in the soft-light of her lovely face,

The way in which I, my life must yield.

And now I’ve trod these once forbidden ways,

And in my soul now gladly wear the chain,

That will forever hold me and will fill my days,

With heartfelt joy and wholly sweet-felt pain.

For now I am become besotted and beguiled,

To her desire my being and my life is called,

And willing in slavery to her will am reconciled,

She in eternal worship has me enthralled.

Slave Richard