I grip your hand my love
I hold no other above
You are life to me
the air I breathe and what my eyes can see
I never thought to find
a love so true so kind
Yet you obey my word
some think what we have absurd
but they cannot know
That as my slave my sub
I hold you, your love far above
You humble me for my need to show
that the submissive has the power
you are my woman of the hour
So take my hand my love
For you are my loving sub
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