She is dichotomy
Submissive by nature
Her life was ruled by fear
Now discovers loving kindness
Faked orgasms
Replaced by primal orgasmic song
She is free
But is now bound by cords of desire
Always pleasing but granted nothing
Now possesses everything
Her mane of hair with which she wiped her tears
Now flows and flies in the wind as she rides her stallion
Lust and love have washed away her past
Her joy, as sweet and fragrant as her orgasmic river
Wanting nothing but his presence
