I miss hearing your voice "pssst".
I miss hearing your laugh.
I miss hearing the squeak of your chair.
I miss you.
Daddy,
You lift me.
You inspire me.
You make me laugh
and cry tears of pleasure.
I think of you and my eyes open,
my body reacts and
my smile is one that is only for you.
I wish I had the eloquence and education to write you a love poem. All I can do is speak from my heart. My heart may be naive, but it is yours. I am Your's. This woman I am, the woman I'm becoming, I submit to you all that I am. Yours to mold, to teach, to grow, to love, to whip, to tease, whatever you desire. Each morning I awake I feel that. You are the first person I think of in the day, and the last one at night.
I miss my friend.
I miss my Master
I miss my Daddy
I miss my One.
Daddy, when I smile at myself in the mirror, you are reflected. You've taught me that I am worth loving. I am worth the effort. Those days when I don't feel that, thank you for being my support.
The pic above *smiles and sighs* I am yours, Daddy. I love You.
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