Truth


Two souls meet on a starry field
Their vapors mix to form a shield

Twilight illuminating their spiritual embrace
Moving apart they take their place

She gives her soul so complete
She lays it at her Master’s feet

He feeds upon her aching need
Filling his belly with his greed

Lashing out his whip does fly
Searing her soul she begins to cry

The tears flow because of one thing
The clarity that the whip doth bring

She knows deep inside for whom she belongs
Her agony he cannot prolong

She kneels before him tears in hand
A gentle caress from this man

When he see’s she knows her place
He lifts her chin and wipes her face

Placing her gently in his seat
He kneels down at her feet

Accepting his place he starts to weep
My soul is yours to forever keep.