sirs-sub1969:

I seek a man with a firm hand,
For the chaos swirling in me to be tamed,
The desire for needs that could not yet be named.

I seek a man with a firm hand,
To meet me with the force of his will,
Stirring my body until it finally becomes still.

I seek a man with a firm hand,
To be the gentleman who listens when I speak,
Knowing my desire to serve does not make me weak.

I seek a man with a firm hand,
To allow me to lay my darkest thoughts bare,
And is strong enough to hold them with care.

I seek a man with a firm hand,
To help me soar and finally fly free,
And to accept all that is imperfectly me.