I do not want to be the leader.
I refuse to be the leader.
I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness.
I want a man lying over me, always over me.
His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work,
his sexuality the touchstone, the command,
my pivot.
I don’t mind working,
holding my ground intellectually,
artistically; but as a woman,
artistically; but as a woman,
oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated.
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