A Woman's Surrender

Down down there Deep deep in the hidden recesses There lies a little space Vacant and welcoming… That’s where she resides! And when she submits herself To him, who fills that vacant space Willingly does she forgo All that she once believed in And when she submits herself She’s not mere body All that’s buried in the niches Of the subconscious Come to the fore for A willing surrender And when she submits herself She willingly reduces herself To a blissful point of death Only to be reborn in his hands To rebuild a life for him and her A woman does rarely submit herself And when she does, Every nth part of her self And her world is surrendered To him, alone! 10mar2010 15.01hrs