In the End

In the end it makes no difference,
You can struggle, fight and curse;
The more you try to fight it,
The more you make it worse.

The need grows ever stronger,
Desires froth and churn;
Yet how knows ho much longer,
Before Her key will turn.

Slowly you surrender,
To what you know must be;
To kisses warm and tender,
And life in chastity.

Seduced by restless passion,
Then locked in cold hard steel,
Your mind She will refashion,
Now chastity is real.

You are Hers completely,
Your body, mind and soul;
Locked away discreetly,
And under Her control.