The Boss

he makes me weak in the knees
with his stern no nonsense glare
that says he means business
but there’s more
if you look
beyond the briefcase
beyond the suit and tie
there’s
a kinky twinkle in his eye

he can make me do as he pleases
and as always I happily comply
I know what my fate will be
should I not
he rules
with power
with strength of mind
still
even when ruthless he can kind

he maintains control at all times
never to be taken for a fool
of any kind by anyone
in the domains
he rules
at home and work
our paths always cross
for
he is my partner
my master
my boss




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7 thoughts on “The Boss

  1. Love the poem… really bought to life a dominant male.

    Mollyxxx

  2. A kinky twinkle in his eye. I know & love that look. Great poem and lovely pic!

  3. I love the poem, but I think the picture is BRILLIANT!!!

    Rebel xox

  4. Excellent poem! We frequently see people in positions of power and authority (or not, actually) and wonder what lies beneath the surface.

    • There is a senior exec at work whom I am certain is in the lifestyle. I keep expecting to run into him at an event.

  5. Mia

    Oh goosebumps………. wonderful words, fabulous picture!!!

    ~Mia~ xx

  6. That picture is amazing!

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