The chains that bind my body
hold me close and tight for You.
my essence, my power, like my love
is freely and wholly given.
In being Your slave, i find freedom.
In losing myself to You, i am found.
The bounds which hold my body,
are but nothing,
to those which hold my
heart to Yours.
The exquisite feel of Your torture,
The anguish of Your rapture and desire,
confounds yet calms
the maelstrom of my mind.
You take away everything,
All that i am.
Returning it, polished and radiant
More then ever it could be without You.
heart, body, mind and soul,
are gifts to the You.
The teacher of my life