Veiled Authority, Naked Heart

sanjuinmood

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In realms of thought, where desires reside,
A vision blooms, my confident guide.
Fifty-plus grace, in curves that softly sway,
A woman of power, who holds me in her sway.

My skin laid bare, beneath her knowing gaze,
While silks or shadows, her form gently haze.
A contrast drawn, in textures and in light,
Her clothed command, my yielding, pure and white.

For missteps made, or when my spirit strays,
Her discipline falls, in measured, firm displays.
A touch that stills, a word that cuts so keen,
Yet in that strictness, a purpose can be seen.

She molds and shapes, with an unwavering hand,
To forge the goodness that she knows I can.
And through the lessons, sharp and understood,
A tenderness flows, a bond of heart and blood.

My fragile mind, her careful touch will mend,
Her strength a shelter, on which I can depend.
This dance we weave, of power and of grace,
A love unveiled, in this imaginative space.
 
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