Shadow's blog: "A Slaves Thoughts...((Poem))"

I am alone....incomplete....wholey unstatisfied. as though my own satisfaction were the issue. My mind wanders the fields of possibility in the hopes of making some sense of its scattered thoughts. A Master....a Lover.....a Teacher...the missing piece of my soul. I am a slave at heart....my very being cries out to be captured, collared, forced to submit. Though force would not be needed. Willingly I would kneel before Him. My body aches for the touch of the One who would claim me....Complete me. My soul begs almost aloud...... Take me, break me, make me Yours. Teach me to please You and in doing so be pleased with myself. I am nothing with out You. I would wear His brand, His collar with pride...knowing that in truth it is not the Master who holds all the power....but me, a simple slave girl. Though to please Him, to be loved by Him is all I would seek, strive for. Never would I expect to stand at His side.... Forever would I kneel at His feet....His property..... His first girl. But this is not to be...........Forbidden am I to serve a Master..... Never shall I know that joy.... the all consuming love of my One.... Tears of happiness at being collared to Him shall never grace this face. I am to suffer this longing..... this unholy unwhole feeling..... for the love of a man who would not be my Master. I love this man, undoubtedly....wholeheatedly.... I would serve him if he had a Master's heart.... but alas.... Forever my soul shall weep in joy and in sorrow all at once.