| in the hands of my Lover the whip is sweet it brings about relentless heat it makes me weak, my soul can flee in the space of a heartbeat i am free. at the hands of my Lover the blindfold is tight black and velvet i crave it’s bite it steals the world from my weary eyes and wrings from me such reckless sighs in the hands of my Lover i am clay and paint eager, helpless, frightened and faint i arch my back, i beg to flee i ache for the release He promises me at the hands of my Master pain is sweet And i will crave its frantic heat know its hunger know its kiss and know my soul forever His. |
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| bind me tightly to Your Will free me from the prison of my thinking mind to where there is only the certainty of You hold me there, for an eternity…or a moment… whichever You desire… bring me down safe, into the circle of Your arms… then promise me we will return….. to this Heaven of Your making… forever. |
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| Sculpt me in wild flame cast me hard upon fiery structures You break me in re-create me i am clay at Your fingertips unthrown and raw... without form |
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