I am a lesbian slave/masochist. I know who I am and where I stand in life.
I am powerful during my days and I kneel in the dark of the night. (or whenever She tell's me to) My obedience is without measure nor do I hesitate in what I am asked of.
I know the meaning of my life and know exactly what I want...
I desire to kneel at her feet and worship her forevermore.
I am an excitable person who only understands life within images and musically, in which feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when "ordinary" life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.
I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I refuse to live in the ordinary world as an ordinary woman. To enter ordinary relationships. I want ecstasy, passion, sensuality, and genuine quality, not quantity.
With a deeper instinct, I want a woman
who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.
