He wrote me a poem | |
WHY I SERVE YOU
Lost and alone
Seeking for a star
A night full of lights
Disguising the pole
Constant and true
You shine alone
Beauty of truth
Joy of desire
Warmth of heart
Depth of soul
My lack
Your supply
My soul renews
My hope reborn
……………….
Dear Angela,
I haven’t written a poem in thirty years. I wrote this for you.
What I was trying to say is that …
No matter how submissive in bed or life it isn’t enough to be a sub. Much of why I love you is because you are a leader.
I hope you like it.
Poetry is hard!
Love
sub boy toy
Oh for a muse of fire?
Miss Angela may have at last ignited such a one, to inspire creation from the depths that would glorify Polaris by comparing it to herself.
I like it better than Bukowski!
[quickly ducking in case of thrown 1/4 filled bottle of stale wine]
Okay. Maybe not, but Miss Angela (the North Star) can sure inspire.
Angela does inspire her many fans/slaves. I am one of the happily shackled devotees and, thus, appreciate sub boy toy’s homage in verse.