Treasure Island

chris dawson


Her prayer


On my knees before you,
I look up to see your smile,
Your shadow casting over me,
which I've needed for a while,
Your wrath beats down upon me,
Like a hammer to the stone,
I’m shattered to a million shards,
I’m used, I’m torn, I’m thrown.

I’m a toy used for your pleasure,
Your wanton little girl,
I’ll do all that you want me to,
As long as you show how,
I’ll lay my heart before you,
Let you tamper with my mind,
I want to be expanded,
And know the limits you define.

This is more than just me giving,
It’s submitting from my core,
Showing you I’ll cast aside,
My dignity and more,
So to you I give this heart,
And pray you treat it tender,
Nothing more can I give up,
As I yield, submit, surrender.

Submitted: Sunday, January 25, 2009

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