at the foot of the master
she bows her head as he strums her heart strings
at the foot of her love
she bares herself naked at his faintest whisper
opening her body to him
and though he lets her wander
she’s been claimed by him
she will remain as such
until a more powerful man undoes his claim
sleeping, spooned in, in a new adventure
she finds herself yearning to be claimed by his power
wanting to feel him fully
in each crevice, his presence undeniable
like a drug pulsing through her veins
she is willfully at his mercy
and so as she lays
head bowed
body bent forward
palms down
she breathes in the music
letting it pour through her veins
letting the musical master bring her to edge of her desire
thinking of her love
and his claim on her
and where he will lead them next
every inch pulsating
wiling each moment to bring him into her
so she can wrap herself around him
and come undone