for master
by cammy

i close my eyes
with images of Master
and his ways
i undress before him
baring
my naked soul
i feel the cool
breeze of october
silently
caress me
the moon reflects the light of the room.
his voice says, "come to me"
i obey , responding
gracefully
elegantly
washing away
all my fears
no holding back
beneath his shadow
i taste his love
escape
his vessel
I hear his voice
whispering
" you serve me well "
i feel his watchful eyes
upon me.......as i surrender
in the mist
of love....revealing
the glory in his touch
is mine...when i
see
his gentle smile
of delight...

Copyright 1999 cammy


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