Kneeling silently
Arms resting palms up on her knees.
Hair caressing her cheeks,
It is for Him she awaits.
Standing tall, walking proud,
His power surrounding Him
His eyes deep and captivating
It is for her He has come.
She reaches up and touches her neck,
Feeling His collar around it.
Knowing, feeling
She knows she is owned.
He enters the room,
Sees what is His
Moves toward her,
Places a hand on the back of her head
Breathless, heart racing
She leans against his leg
She is where she belongs
At His side.
He leans down and whispers,
'You are mine'
softly he kisses her lips,
before he takes her hair into his hand.
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