All of Her

She is not a young woman anymore.
Her wisdom shows in her age.
Her children almost grown.
Yet, there are parts of her no one knows.
The little girl wanting her hair brushed tenderly, while holding her stuffie.
The masochist wanting the intensity of release through pain and pleasure.
The romantic soft dominance in lovemaking.
The hair pulling as a reminder of who she is and who she belongs to.
Being able to let go, after a rough day of having to be unbreakable , for the sake of her children.
Aching to feel His hands around her throat, biting her.
Knowing that at the end of the day, she is loved, wanted, cherished, protected, and owned.
She belongs to Him, and she kneels , ready to serve.