Beneath your heels, I find my place,
Your power wraps me in its grace.
A goddess, mistress, you command,
And I, your willing, humble man.
Your gaze, a fire, ignites my soul,
Under your rule, I am whole.
Your footsteps echo, firm and true,
Each step a rhythm I pursue.
Your presence, like a storm, so grand,
I bow beneath your guiding hand.
Your heels, the throne where I reside,
In reverence, I lay my pride.
Each whisper, touch, and stern decree,
Shapes the man I'm meant to be.
In this embrace of power's might,
I serve you through the day and night.
A goddess, mistress, strong and fair,
Under your heels, I lay my care.
In your dominion, I am free,
Praising your strength eternally.
©slavish
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