Master And Slave

I do not want you to fear me, when you look at me I hope that you see love. Never would I long for your emotions to be so twisted in doubt and agony that you can no longer extend your trust towards me. I want to be a part of your mind, the part that makes you feel loved and understood, the part that knows you are accepted for who you are. 

I want you to need me when I know that you do not need me at all, because you are the stronger of us two. You give me this control because you choose to enable my happiness, comfort my beasts. I want you to play this game for me with a twinkle in your eyes, knowing that you are the one who truly sets us free, enables us to be who we long to be. 

So when I yank your hair, take away your speech, slap your face and quietly tell you to “Look at me!”, you know that it is me who needs you much more than you need me.

Master, I do not fear You. I respect You. I admire Your willingness to own me. I love You. ~Your slave