Poor Words

Master I do not know how to say, all I feel for you inside my soul,
for one of whom I think every day, for one who makes me feel sweet and whole.
But poor words will never be enough, to describe this friendship and this love.

For the normal world can never see, how serving you and giving all to you
is fulfilling and a gift to me, and I feel in humbleness I grew.
Master, they will never understand, why I choose to suffer, serve and bend..

Master I hope you will not forget, that I’m different from most other ones,
and I know so well my failings that, I fear that I have not got a chance.
Yet you make so clear time and again, that you really are my greatest fan.

Master, I just hope you will remain, as open and as honest as you’ve been,
I feel I have such a lot to gain, when I understand the things you mean.
Master, I’ll respect you while I live, and my heart is all I’ve left to give.