The Battle

The Struggle

He dares not enter her web
fearing that her threads
will cling to him forever
and that he will remain trapped
in her web forever

He has silently adored her
but only in his mind
was his desire allowed to live
afraid that she will see him
as her possession

His thoughts disjointed
His soul intensely longing
for her passion in his flesh
her silence his greatest fear
the slave fights his greatest battle
for how does he rid himself of his fear forever
To be able to kneel before her, completely bare
and let his fear rest
in the safety of her lap

To have to overcome his fear
to set his pride aside
so that his spirit gains freedom
and she will reign over his life
in pure passion

She will spin her web ever tighter
in an atmosphere where tension continues to rise
He will worship her from her feet
and in freedom and conviction
learn to crawl submissively

© Mrs Moriah
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