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In His Hands
Dominance and submission
Were parts of our game.
It was that I, as a person, be forgotten,
And unpronounced went his name.
Limits dissolved,
And what I needed and desired
Lay flat in his hands,
For me to submit myself
to what I couldn't understand.
"At the moment you belong to me,
Offer more than my eyes can see
I want to possess you. Body and soul.
I want to contemplate you
Out of control."
Were parts of our game.
It was that I, as a person, be forgotten,
And unpronounced went his name.
Limits dissolved,
And what I needed and desired
Lay flat in his hands,
For me to submit myself
to what I couldn't understand.
"At the moment you belong to me,
Offer more than my eyes can see
I want to possess you. Body and soul.
I want to contemplate you
Out of control."
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