Come Home

 

your heart may be weary
your soul might be tired
your trust is eroded
come home dear girl
 
you might be alone
you might be drifting
your neck it is bare
come home dear one
 
come home to the love
come home to the safety
come home to the security
follow my lamp
 
that lamp in the darkness
that one bout which you wondered
that one you thought belonged not
follow your heart
 
follow your heart
let your soul feel
feel the love, the trust
come to my feet little one
 
come to my feet
my hand it will guide you
follow your heart
come let me be your guide
 
arms which show love
arms which can punish
a safe place to learn
come lean on me
 
come lean on me
let me be your strength
though you may be weak
come to my arms
 
Dear Mistress she asked
how can I come home
mine I did loose
when the collar I lost
 
she is truly alone
the girl wonders how
this Mistress knows her
so well it does seem
 
Come home dear one
she's not heard that before
the Mistress she talks to
the title she deserves
 
at your feet may she kneel
she seeks only to serve
protection you offer
Mistress how'd you know
 
as each day it passed
her heart and her soul
knew something was growing
betwixt Mistress and slave
 
was this simply rebound
or was it much more
the slow boat she insisted
lets both walk this road
 
so now at her feet
in her lovely lap
any place she does choose
they are inseparable
 
at night in her chambers
in private she serves
preparing her bed
warming it too
 
she seeks no other
she needs no other
for finally she knows
she has indeed come home