I wonder if you knew,
how often my thoughts turn to you.
As the darkness covers the night,
I hold you ever so tight.
I am amazed, to say the least,
as my eyes upon your beauty does feast.
That your surrender, you gave to me,
knowing that your trust would set you free.
How tender and fragile, you so appear,
But your strength inside holds no fear.
For though you submit, it's of your free will
For inside, unbroken, your spirt remains strong still.
