The Price of Submission

we all recognise, don't we this

the source of utter pleasure

the integral ecstasy that's drawn

from the Hand that wields the Power

our bodies are well-nourished

we are even presented with wings

and for a time we soar up and beyond

we revel in the lash and the sting

there's nothing like it in this world

it's such an exquisite sensation

to be able to fly, to be led into space

to be offered ultimate gratification

submission is not a gift to unwrap

it's not a toy to play with or use

it's an act of being, it's a consummate trait

it does not give Him license to abuse

and what of the Man who accepts

this invitation from a human soul

the absolute Power that is offered

the presentation of total control

will He ever really comprehend

the depth from which it stems

will He understand the source of it

and resist misuse of a precious gem

a fine line of distinction exists

between play and personal attachment

and please God deliver the sub

who controls her very own Dominant

this is not a game for the authentic

and there are no lines to be read

it's honest, it's pure, it's genuine

so provide all or risk being led

hurt me, but don't hurt me

and accept my love for it's real

i opened my eyes and extended to You

what it was that i needed to heal

You permeated the timbre of my mind

and You demanded the use of my body

You had to have known that my heart and my soul

encompassed all it embodied

the price of submission is high

it's a gamble, a risk, it's a lure

in this life there are no guarantees

but from my heart drips blood that is pure

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