She loved Him deep and true
before she ever knew
D/s was a journey she would travel.
Ill-thoughts soon did arise
fearing He may soon despise
when her self-image doubts did unravel.
She knew most men like to look
and her Dom practically wrote the book
visually stimulated: artist with an artist’s eye.
How disconcerting this concern
she even hoped He would discern
her awful embarrassment and why.
Instead, He claimed He’d explore every inch
so she felt it would be a cinch
to die from shame right on the spot.
At the time she did not know
when thinking He might be a so-and-so
He’s the best catch she could ever have caught.
Took her thighs and spread them wide
nowhere to run, nowhere to hide;
He only gazed with love, never with lies.
Every inch He did explore
body and heart, to her very core,
till she saw herself through His eyes.
He knew when taking her from her comfort zone
she’d learn she was no longer alone
free to be she: safe and protected.
With a D/s relationship founded
with unconditional love and grounded
greatly enhanced and forever connected.