A Matter of Trust
you always said
when you mentioned my name
The vow of Lust
I pledged
and deeper feelings we obtained
As you bow down kneeling at my feet
our eyes always meet
you're pleased in collar and chain
and even more so when not restrained
you wish for the crack of the whip
but fear it too
the lashings and soft pain
and you know I never would really hurt you...
you are the strong, breathing, living
becoming the obeying, loving and giving
all women in one
This is the Dawn of our Sun.

LPWJ 04/07/98