Saturday, November 3, 2012

Home by Dondas


Home by Dondas

That feeling of belonging. Total control. Waking up knowing I'm owned. Being woken up in the middle of my night, because she can. Because she loves me. Knowing that every breath I take is for her. Each plan that I make, doesn't feel right unless it's for her.

My past has been a lead up in preparation to meeting the Lady of my dreams, and now that I've met her, the rest of my life will be in serving her to the best of my ability, and in making myself a better man to support her, up where she belongs.

I am the vase. She is the rose. Kneeling at her feet is home.

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