this is something that i found and i liked so i am puting it here
witten 1997
in tattered blue silks she greacefully
falls to her knees before him
her blood surging through her veins
like hot molten lava
she raises her arms above her silken blond head
crossing her delicate warists
she whispers "a girl begs for your collar or death Master".
Her heart stops beating for a ern
the silence roars in her ears
wondering if she will die or be born
