
A reverent girl is hollow
her cup an empty vase
her vanity an echo
her ego laid to rest
She empties of her texture
in waves of black and white
with willing supplication
abiding his command
Her choice is often subtle
her options often few
For she's nourished at his hand
and fed beneath his foot
A reverent girl is open
unsealed in naked truth
an erotic transformation
a sensual rebirth
-kyuuri