A Bitch & A Rose

Sometimes the simplest gestures are the most meaningful and hit you in the heart and snap you back into reality and what means the most to you. A man of little words and a whole lot of grumbles,this one simple gesture spoke volumes to my soul. I had received numerous gifts this valentines day,some expensive, some cheap,but all empty and meaningless. None where quite as thoughtful and touching as he gave me. He couldn't`t say the words yet, but i could hear them in my ear. That simple Rose,spoke volumes to me,spoke loud and clear.
I`m not sure if he`ll ever know just what that Rose meant . It reaffirmed his devotion and submission,both directly linked to my desire and my heart. I treasure his submission,more than any other i have ever had. His,  is a submission that grew ,and day by day it turned to need. ohh!, I need him to need, It fuels my fire,makes my need grow and makes my loins ache. His need is My need. His Rose my seed.

More precious than a rose

He sits on his knees

His focus on none but me

His purpose and only desire is to please.

My treasure,My pearl

My Diamond in the rough

A precious gem is this slave of mine

Even when he acts all tough

He awaits my word,my love,my command

He awaits the torment

Delivered by my hand

I can feel his devotion  My pleasure is his need

Eyes locked on my heels

My love is his seed

A seed , this Goddess will water.

Prune,feed and Grow.

Until he blossoms and he knows.

That His service and devotion

Are More precious than a Rose.

By Goddess Dee