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In shadows soft, where silence speaks,
A man lies low, his heart he seeks—
To offer all, his soul, his mind,
To serve the one who he will find.
Her gaze, a force of calm and grace,
Commands his will, sets him in place.
For in her strength, he finds his peace,
A quiet bond that will not cease.
His love, a river flowing deep,
A current strong, a vow to keep.
She stands above, unyielding, sure,
Her presence makes his spirit pure.
He finds his joy in yielding to
Her every wish, her every view.
In her dominion, he is free,
To serve, to bend, to simply be.
Her touch, a guide that gently steers,
A beacon through his doubts and fears.
His submission, not a loss, but gain,
A deeper joy, a tender reign.
Each order, softly given, sweet,
A rhythm in his heart’s retreat.
For in her hand, he finds the way,
To love, to cherish, and obey.
She is the fire, the earth, the sky,
A force he cannot question why.
Her strength, a force he gladly meets,
Her power, in which his heart beats.
In every word, in every deed,
He finds the depth his soul will need.
Her dominance, a grace divine,
A force to which his heart aligns.
And so, he kneels in love’s embrace,
With trust, he offers every space.
For in her eyes, he sees the truth—
A bond beyond the bounds of youth.
A love that doesn’t seek to flee,
But blossoms where he longs to be.
For in submission, he has found,
A freedom that will ever resound.