A poem by Submissive David R.
Around, all around, the shadows gather.
From the darkness divinity arises, Her beauty eternal
Slender beams of radiance enter
this darkened chamber as I kneel
always a slave, always silent,
frozen here.
My dread grows as the hand of love and pain
falls against my naked soul.
It wounds me, and darkly my
essence drips
to the wicked earth that is my prison.
In pain I beg forgiveness
while the Queen of darkness surrounds me.
Now alone, my cry of mercy falls upon darkened eyes.
This is my salvation.