I found this poem on Dauntless Arousal, and had to share, it is absolutely exquisite.
I am submissive; that does not mean I am not strong or that I
cannot speak for myself. It does not mean that I have poor self-esteem.
It does not mean that I wish to be slapped in the face, on the breasts
or between my legs. I don’t want to be spit on or urinated on. I want to
be treasured. I want to be beautiful in your eyes. That does not mean I
don’t like it rough sometimes and don’t doubt you will hear me scream
your name. I am hungry for you. It’s just that I want to be there for
you when you are down and there when you are happy. I want to make your
sexual fantasies a reality. I want you to be able to look in my eyes and
know that I am yours.
I am submissive, yes, and soft in all the right ways. Love me, cherish me and give me your heart; I will guard it with my life.