'Spunky's letter to her Master Len''
2003
Master
You came into my life....and
met me at the "Crossroads when i wasn't sure which road to
take...i'll never forget
the first email You sent me....
Could it had been Destiny
that chose that we were to be together..?
Who decided that our path
should cross?
Why couldn't we had met
sooner in our lives...?
So many questions, unanswerable
that the creator has left us with, to discover the true value of
love and life's beauty...We
have discovered so many things about each other...
The distance created between
us, perhaps is to measure our love, to bond our union.
Not being able to be in
each other's arms at this moment, perhaps is to appreciate one another,
To strengthen our love and
passion...its so hard for Your sub/slave not being able to see You right
now and reach out and touch
You...lesson well learned for a slave....patiences..
The distance is not far,
yet it might as well be the span of a galaxy my Master... The time is not
too
long before once again we
will be together....
What is an aeon to the age of the universe?
Perhaps i can speed time
up, hasten it from its agonizingly slow pace... Perhaps i can strain
myself to parts unknown,
just to catch a glimpse of You, however fleeting.... Absence is said to
make the heart grow fonder,
yet if my heart yearns any more for the sight of You Master, i will
explode.
Insanity is a comforting
friend, calming me at night and allowing me to face the day. The mighty
structure is put on every
morning, when i get out of the bed...wanting/needing You.. the
barricade is up..... No
one can glimpse the hollowness in my eyes, the starving of my soul, the
atrophy of my heart.....
But, at the end of the day, when the city sleeps away, the
hollowness returns.....
My shoulders loosen, crushed by an unseen force.... Movement is
difficult, likened more
to the elderly instead of the young. The pain returneth, brining along
with
it despair and anguish....
My nightly sojourn climaxes in the release from reality's tenuous grip....
A fitful rest awaits me,
met only with another dawn without You, another day without You,
another night without You...
And even now...my soul hungers
for You...and i know before long...on a small mote of dust in
the farthest reaches of
the Cosmos, You will be sleeping before long also....as Your slave.
Master...until Your sub/slave
can be with You...she will dream of You...being held close to You
Day and nights my thoughts
are of You..
All the struggles in my life,
were worth it in order to become who i am, so i can give You the
best of myself to the fullest.
i think of Your eyes, Your
smile, and all the good qualities You have and i feel privileged and
grateful that our paths
has crossed and molded into one.
Master i started to write
You a poem...so You could know how i felt...
Your slave wanted You to
know she needs You..i wanted You to know You are thought of
Every second of night and
day...You make me happy, You make me smile,
You..Master... make the
waiting worth while.
i hold tight to each amazing
thought and dream of You,
every word You write to
Your sub/slave....big or small...she clings to it....
i close my eyes and imagine
You holdng me warm and sheltered...sometimes i even wonder
when i step outside day
or night...and look up at the sky...if You are wondering if i am looking
also...thinking of You...
Thank You for being who You
are and loving me as You do.. Soon we will be in each other's
arms and Your slave spunky
will once again be in HEAVEN...with You...where she wants/needs
to be..
Love You..
Your spunky