Contrition

"A poem of penance"

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Kneeling in perfect Nadu, I offered myself to you.

The collar around my neck now marks me as yours. 

Yet I forgot myself, forgot my place.

A feeling of contrition, for I took something that wasn’t mine.

Needy and without thought, I touched without permission.

And felt the disappointment from you, my Sir.  

I confessed to the crime and now must pay the price.

My body is yours, the choice no longer mine to make.

My sweet release, a gift from you, no longer mine to take.

The lesson has been learned, the mistake I won’t repeat…

For I said, as I knelt, naked before you,

I am, and will forever be, 

Yours.   

 

 

 

Published 8 years ago

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