She never came.
A whole night and day later, and she still hasn't come for me.
Was it because of you, my lady?
Did you keep her away from me?
The seeker of pleasure, seeks me.
The seeker of beauty, seeks her.
The seekers of silence, finds.
The door remains open, yet no one passes the threshold.
I expected to be ravished.
To be used as a plaything.
I expected to fight for my life, and to lose, and to be shown mercy.
I expect to be whipped harshly, and then bathed gently.
Have I been forgiven?
I have wronged you my lady.
Within my err I have found your desire.
I have found it.
It did not find me.
Does it bother you, my lady?
Does it hurt you, my lady?
What has she done to you?
What has she taken from you?
Who has she taken from you?
Why?
How?
When?
With whom?
Answer me my lady, for in truth, I seek your silence in all things.
