Sirge - chained

Matching chains encircle our necks.
They bind and unite Us.
Stainless steel.
The energy of the metal...strong, solid, confident, as two men should be.
The clasps connect Us.
Where there once was a beginning and an end, now bring two lives together as one.
When they slink and move across our skin, we both know we are being touched by a power much greater than love.
I know he is with me at all times.
I hold my chain at night, as tightly as I hold his heart, mind, body and soul.
I own him.
He belongs to me.
He is Mine.
As I am his.
You are My mutt.
You are My Towser.
You are My Man.