"When the morning awakes you,
listen to my voice softly calls,
beckoning you to arise to new wonders.
Listen for my footsteps as I arrive with the down.
I will not delay my coming to you.
Warm yourself in my memory,
With each breath of the day,
I whisper your name on wind.
I will be there.
As the sunshine's,
and birds sing,
my love will prevail."
A love between a Master and his submissive feels like this.
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