I Am Yours. I Am Slave Poem by Janelle Morehart

She doesnt always sing
She may sometimes sin
She always hides inner demons
In fear of exposure
She lost her light
She found her night
Without the help of the moon
She lost her sight
And wished to take flight
Into the world unknown
But with no light to guide her
She was nothing but a stray
Till one day someone came
A stranger in her eyes
A lover to her heart
A Master to her soul
She kneeled and kissed his right hand of divinity
Then kissed his left hand of sin
She said then 'I am yours till the very end'
Bowing her head she did not see his slow smile, the light in his eyes and the pure happiness in the man's face
She had submitted without hesitation
Without word nor gesture
She had given her own heart knowing what he needed, wanted and would have
So as this unknown slave girl did
I give myself to you