Poem about release and being granted it
Through the shroud of darkness there came One,
He shined brighter than the brightest sun.
Stood out within the crowd of many faces,
Offered to take me so many places.
Like a beacon in the night,
Showing me untouched delights,
Conquering the fears within,
Our life together was to begin.
Strong hands that touched with precision and care,
Surely my beating heart He could hear,
Excitment filling every vein,
As His hand began to inflict wonderful pain.
Hips arching up to meet His touch,
The feelings where becoming to much,
Closer I moved to that peak,
Fingers slowly taking me to that place I seek.
Eyes looking directly into mine,
Everything was so divine,
As He granted me sweet release,
Letting me breifly touch heavens peace.