Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

Master of My Thoughts

By: Stephen Babcock

For you, My Beloved,
are the master of my thoughts...

For you see them in their birth,
before they reach my lips...

You explain them to me,
as if I never spoke them,
or felt them caress my ear...

You put them in frames,
of brilliant understanding,
and ornate completion...

You set them in space,
for all worlds to see,
and comprehend...

You explain my very soul to me,
in detail I never knew existed...

Therefore My Beloved,
I long for my thoughts,
to be possessed,
and eternally enslaved,
by You and no other...