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Sweet Dreams

April 11th, 2003

PoetryIconA kiss
A gentle smile
“I love you, Master”
“I love you, too”
My face glides to the pillow
Your hand slides over my back
Sleep.

I open my eyes
Kneeling, hands behind me
Fear overcomes
Where am I?
What’s going on?
I begin to tremble
My eyes flit from side to side praying to find something familiar
Something comforting
Your face
“Who are You?”
No reply
Our eyes meet
A calm
One I have never felt before
“Do I… know you?”
Something nagging in the back of my mind
You start toward me
You stand in front of me
My hands grasp my hair
My head bows exposing my neck
I have no control
Over the situation
Over my own body
Over anything
Yet i remain calm
I feel something encircle my neck
I bend further
Lay my face on your feet
“Master”
My heart swells
I fear it will burst
The love we share overflows into every fiber of my being
I am yours
You are proud
“I love you, Master”

“I love you, too, little girl”
Your hand smoothing my hair from my face
My content smile as I slip back to dreamland

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