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Monday, July 21, 2008


I have writ my letters, casketed my treasure, Given order for our horses; and to-night, When I should take possession of the bride, End ere I do begin. Here she stands; Take but possession of her with a touch: I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.

To give freely ones body, soul, heart and mind. To kneel at His feet giving Him everything. She agreed to be His for a life time bound by ties deeper then most would feel in ten life times. Her pain, her joy; He is it all, Master of her domain.
"The Devil made me do it."

1 comment:

Will said...

~~Ahh! More than words can possibly say.
The collar..and, the temptations, are aroused;

melting all noise,and,


to a hearts, heated,


subtle sounds,




That's Life

That's Life

The Master Of Her Domain

The Master Of Her Domain
There is One for everyone. The Master of my Domain is the axis in which my world spins. There shall only be but One. Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold......