For what I saw I’ll whisper all
From the darkness my witness bore
The world between Master and Slave
It was his stance to her subtle gaze
At first perplexed myself undone
To calculate for who had won?
It was his role to make her kneel
It was her duty to abide his cruel
Something amiss and something more
I had misunderstood for what I saw…
She had fallen in love with him
His unbecoming, dominant flair
As they grew I watched and listened
He would use her, abused submission
She would always give in to him
Genuine and smiling
He did not expect to feel this way
The day to come, that day today
Here he was standing tall
Scantily clad, his chest she swore
Here she looked up from the floor
Waiting his intended claw
Surprise came struck and beseeched his slave
She saw something different in his gaze…
He knelt down and held her chin