Sometimes I wonder if there was one specific moment in life when you realized that I would do anything you told me to.
I think that to often, we get caught up in the semantics of "Anything". That's how you get sucked into those conversations about limb amputation...
Really though, it's simple--to say that I would do anything he told me to, is a reasonable statement because there are many things that he would never demand.
Sometimes I wonder, and I think that maybe there are times when it's a little bit scary, a little bit glorious, a little bit intoxicating
having a woman on her knees
a woman begging to please
a canvas to explore and paint as you please.
Sometimes I wonder what you are thinking when I crawl to you
knowing that the next moment is all about your command
knowing that I am yours
knowing that you can and will do as you wish.
Sometimes I wonder how you choose the path
how you decide if we go further or rest where we are
how you choose which strings to pull, and which ones to cut.
Sometimes I wonder what the view is like from the top
always knowing that my view from the bottom
is the perspective that I was always meant to have.