The First Time

He smiles down at me with devious charm
Where I have awaited Him, in repose
Without a single word he takes my arm
And deep inside, my excitement grows

He grip on my elbow is firm and strong
But I’ve no thought of running away
This is the moment I’ve dreamt of so long
At long last we are going to play

I only speak when He speaks to me
I avert my gaze to show my respect
For in my actions I want Him to see
That my will to His I completely subject

With a finger He gently lifts my chin
Until finally our eyes meet
His silent nod says “let’s begin”
So I disrobe and I kneel at His feet

My own pride is now of no import
I truly seek no benefit to be gained
I’m but a peasant allowed in the King’s court
And it is more than just how I was trained

My movements show no hesitation
As I prepare to serve and to please
In my heart I hold no reservation
True submission doesn’t come in degrees

My sole purpose is in giving Him pleasure
And in satisfying His every need
If I achieve that to which endeavor
I know that I’ll truly feel freed

Everything to Him I shall forfeit
My body, my mind, and my soul
Every part of me I will commit
For with His touch I am made whole