Submission

Hunger
all consuming
needing
a hand to caress
a hand to lead
a hand to cease the pain.
Wrapped in soft velvet
cuffs around my wrists
cuffs around my ankles
bound 
stretched
waiting for you . 
Burning touch
searing to the bone
this need
this desire 
that I feel for you.
When the world looks in
others do not see
what it is
that you feed to me.
How when you dominate
you are not degrading me
you are not hurting me
you are giving me a freedom
to be who I am
the real I am….
not the facade shown to polite society
for shock is not what I am after.
I allow you…..
I give to you…..
my freedom
my body
my life
my submission.
©May 27/19
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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

6 thoughts on “Submission”

  1. I think this is well written. There is that hint of eroticism opening out as the poem moves along and then moving into that phase where it is more about trying to find a way of expressing your own love. I do like the way you have put this together. The ending is lovely 🙂 🙂

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