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An Essence that he'll never know
A Power o'er him begins to grow
Fem'nine Essence. Ancient. Real.
Across the miles he starts to feel
a thing unseen that eats his soul
A Spirit Voice of pure CONTROL
Laced with Knowledge, Power and Strength
Thing that has not breadth nor length
Nor height nor depth nor other bounds...
A Thing within that yet surrounds...
Touches him at deepest core
Never sated, whispers "More..."
Soundless Words of deep effect
Words commanding his respect...
He pictures Face that isn't seen
A Face that's neither kind nor mean...
Yet is STERN, determined, set
Below, Her Essence glistens...wet
In his heart there lies a Throne
One that's never been his own
One that's waited for Her Essence
Thing of Beauty, Power and Presence...
Waited for Her Touch, Her Voice...
She who takes away his choice...
in myriad wicked, subtle ways...
One he resists, and yet obeys...
On the throne She takes a seat
Inner eyes bow at Her feet...
"What do You want?!!" (his inner call)
Across the miles a whisper..."All..."