Soaring

Waiting, hoping
Ready for the whisper
To set a soul free

Longing, needing
Reassurance found in a word
A touch, a gesture

Trusting, faithful
Freedom given by taking
So completely

A thought, a smile
The heart is gone
Gifted to you

Surrendered
Captivated
Bound

Set free to soar
I am yours
Master….

lovely! thank you so much for sharing your work with us!

Beautiful...an incredible poem from an incredible heart.

Waterbaby, your Master is lucky indeed. (would have said WB but then I'd get accused of talking to myself)

Very lucky Master and sounds like a very lucky waterbaby too.