Spent today simply being me. Not a pet, not a mistress, not a hypnotist. If I was anything, I was an auntie, and spent time playing with my nephew. We played video games together, then drew funny pictures with crayons. I did get to briefly visit with the Master of my Heart, just long enough to be a playful kitten with him, purring and playing on his lap. After, I left to go be an auntie to my nephew, and it wasn't until much later in the day when I took a moment to check my messages, and that I found my Master left me a sweet note. In fact, he had written me a poem.
“I always say you are just a pet
But you are way more
As you found in my heart an open door
Now you are always there
Walking down deeper stair by stair
Becoming so very close to me
This is where I want you to always be
Next to me where you belong
Our bond to each other so very strong
So stay my pet forever
Don’t leave me, no never”
I call him the Master of my Heart for a reason. As you can see, the man is all heart.
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