Equality

Equality

Is a slave weak
when he surrenders
to his Mistress’s dominance
Or is he, on the contrary, strong
because he continues to believe
in his own strength

Is a Mistress strong
when she commands her slave
to serve her with complete devotion
Or is she, on the contrary, weak
because she must see this proven
in the marks she leaves on his skin

Who holds the power
and sets the boundaries
in this ever-changing game
Where perspectives are constantly shifting
and only the goal seems to survive…

Namely, to bring balance to one another
and the feeling that you are alive…

© Mrs Moriah
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