Yours To Be

Draped in desire
Suitors stare with naked hunger
Others admire from afar
I am neither and both
My hunger is clothed with a ring
Close like a chain or collar
Happy to be dragged along by you

Under your gaze
And your control
Smiles in your eyes
The flick of your finger
Curls in command
Come to me, for me
I obey

Covered in your glory
In private, in bed, 
Parade me before the masses
No shame, no cover, bare save for your gifting
Head held high, that was held in your hand
The canvas for your painting
White clouds on sand

I am yours 
To be 
Desired
Collared
Glorified
Yours 

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