Kneeling at His feet
Knowing i will do anything
Just to please Him.
All He asks for
Is for me to smile
And i do watching one
Light up His face as well.
Every inch of my body
Craves His touch,
His kiss.
But i do not move
For i know it will
Displease Him.
Kneeling at His feet
Knowing i will do anything
Just to please Him.
Again reading this with the strategy I have just described in a previous comment, this reflects far more, and poorly, upon the speaker's lover, rather than upon the speaker herself. And this is what makes the poem successful.
Januarian (in Chrismation, Januarius)
fka Starward*Led