On the edge .....
On the edge of a cliff she stand , dress in while rags of her life
On the edge of a cliff she close her eyes , scared to look down on the path she choose
On the edge of a cliff she open her hands wide , feeling the winds of the change sofftly peting her body .
On the edge of a cliff she take a deep brath , inhaleing the fresh clean air .
On the edge of a cliff she stand on a strong warm loving hand touch her shoulder gently
" fly my beauty " she hear his voice and shiver run in her spine " fly " he tell her and stop .
On the edge of a cliff he stand , strong hand reach to her and he stop .
On the edge of a cliff he touch , softly , gently loving her .
On the edge of a cliff he speak " breathe" he whisper softly in her ear .
On the edge of a cliff he see her smile as she open her arms and open her eyes and fly .
On the edge of a cliff they stand on body , on soul , one mind , one heart .
On the edge of a clif they stand , as one , as stong unit as Master and his slave .
On the edge of a clif they stand , all their fear has left behind.
On the edge of a clif they stand on , it was she now she is his .
Pure bondage , Pure love , Pure trust , Pure heart .
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