Master Homis Lost and Found
Lying in bed last night as i curled up with Master Homis, i felt an analogy come over me of being objectified as an item at a lost and found due to having to be apart when we are working and feeling as though i lose part of who i am maintained in this “vanilla” front. So with that in mind i write…
my Master has a possession very dear to Him
Something He would not give up or chances very slim
When He first found this possession, it was very lost
He had no idea at the time how much training and effort it would cost
He took it from the lost and found and made it all His own
Provided it with unconditional love, allowing it to kneel beside His throne
He shows it respect and teaches it each day more and more
That only with the same respect can He help it to soar
Each lesson is a hard one and takes much of His dedication
Lessons range from listening better to public masturbation
His possession flourishes each day feeling so anew
His possession looks back not forgetting how she was once so blue
For she realizes an important factor to never forget where one originated
Only then can one be appreciative of where they are currently situated
Each day that life’s other aspects take His possession away
He knows in His heart that it is with Him she’d rather stay
For those times His possession is somewhat lost and then
In His arms when she returns and feels “Lost and Found” again
~vie
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