i first met Miss Foxe, thinking it would be a strictly professional meeting, i soon discovered that i was drawn to Her, that submission to Her, for Her to mold me to her liking was what i desired more than anything. i wrote this poem this afternoon, i think it describes how i feel.
A smile and a laugh
is all that it took
She captured my mind
and turned it to moosh
the red headed Lady
molds me like clay
She’s made me Her toy
Her pet
and
Her slave
Now i awake each morning
Knowing all this is true
Thank You Miss Foxe
for my submission
to You |