Winds and hurricanes have no power compared to your breath.
Suns and stars know nothing of brightness in a world with your eyes.
The sweet satin of your skin surpasses all feathers and furs.
Your voice commands, I follow without concern.
Your hands guide, and I follow willingly.
Is this okay?
Do you feel such things as this for me?
As though with a word you can silence my suffering for all time.
My heart is not mine anymore, it is yours.
If you wish to have it.
