I Hold the Key

How intimidating it is, surely,
To feel the truth of us now surround you.
I submitted to you so demurely 
That the revelation must astound you.
Although I worship your muscle and might,
Pleasuring you till the first crack of dawn,
It seems you’re beginning to see the light,
Measuring my wiles against your brawn.
I’ve surrendered to you with a smile,
Brute strength giving you false security.
Now you see what’s been true all the while,
Accepting at last that I hold the key.
If you can countenance this and still stand tall
You shall have the greatest thrill of them all.
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