The silken bonds of your Mastery

Bind me in place

A hostage for your pleasure

I see it in your face

A single word not spoken

Or even a kiss exchanged

Yet I feel your love for me

That has never changed

Our meetings are in secret

Few, and far between

Yet I know your feelings for me

And they are oh so keen

You may bind me with your ropes

Leave love marks upon my skin

Yet we do have an eternal circle

Where one of us leaves off, the other begins.

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This poem was written for two of my friends on here; you might know them. Master At Arms and MAAS_tigger