Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Weight by Anonymous

It's heavy,

The weight of your hand upon my head guiding me down,
The chains dangling from my wrists,
The weights

It's heavy,

Your gaze down at my willing compliance,
Your judgment of my interpretation of need,
Your presence,

It's heavy,

The expectations of me as a tool for your pleasure,
My own idea of what this means,
My mind,

It's heavy,

But I am weightless with but one thing.

That.

Smile.

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