Just a random thought prompted by something I read

Never a moment goes by when I do not feel him, sense him, be he miles away or kneeling before me. To feel, to experience, to let myself go, to abandon myself to him is as much my gift to him as his abandoning himself to me is his gift to me. It is not a gift given lightly and it is a gift returned tenfold. Trust, respect, submission, control, given freely, taken freely. To be like this always with the one I love. More than I ever dreamed possible, more than I've ever be given by anyone. Only the one who owns my heart. Someday I hope to find that there is one whose heart I'll own the same way. He will never own mine. . . . .