An Ode to Ms Neta

Written in May 2011 for me by a dear acquaintance.  I share with you...

I Am But A Switch
A Sub Oft Times So
Who Watches From Afar
Sometimes Even Up Close
I See Your Teachings
And Your Guiding Hand
Standing In Your Beauty
Left In Your Awe In The Land
Your Knowledge Of This
Of Blissful SadoMasochism
In It's Twisting Winding Turns
I Sit Watching Your Fire Burn
Warming Those With Your Thoughts
Like The Element Enlivening
As That Of Burning Wood Beneath The Pot
Your Mind The Cauldron Brewing Things
Of Beauty Of Wonder Of Splendor
In The Whippings The Stings The Bruises
The Tears The Blood The Rush Of Sweet Suffering
Always In Care After With Your Gentle Hands
Your Kindness Earned And Wanton Of Woman & Man
Your Words Of Wisdom Spread Upon The Words Of Ink
In Teachings And Blessings To Those That Seek
Your Inspiring Traits Your Courage And What You Put Out On Stake
To Great Lengths To Supersede Vast Expectations
And Even Though A Switch I Know To You I Am A Sub
In My Behaviors Of Nobility In Respect Of Your Energy
Remembering The Ways Of Proper Etiquette
For You Ma'am I Give My Complete And Utter Respect
~Jeffrey