Aftercare

You take me in your arms
holding me close
stroking my hair
kissing the top of my head

You whisper to me quietly
telling me how special i am
telling me what a good girl i’ve been
telling me how proud You are of me

i’ve taken more from you tonight
than either of us ever thought i could
than either of us ever thought i’d want
and still I begged for more

the welts will disappear
the bruises will fade
the bites will vanish
the scratches will recede

but i will wear your marks proudly
until they are gone from my flesh
then I will miss them
and hope for more some day

they are evidence to the world
that i belonged to You
that i was Yours
that i offered everything to You