Governess Discipline

Silent shadows, secrets untold

Whispering stories in the cold

A figure seated, calm and still

In a silent room, the air is filled

Tension rises, silent plea

History in their mystery

What lies beneath the surface deep?

Secrets that the shadows keep

In the shadows where truths collide

Hidden stories that we hide

Playing roles a fragile start

[Whisper]Enjoy the torture, my slave

The governess, poised and serene

Holding her stick, a quiet queen

Kneeling man, in humble grace

Bare in presence, face to face

In the shadows where truths collide

Hidden stories that we hide

Playing roles a fragile start

[Wjisper]Enjoy the torture, my slave

Whispered words without a sound

Power shifting, bound and unbound

In this room, secrets convene

Unseen tales in shades of green

The moment lingers, quiet and dark

Footsteps fading, leaving marks

In the silence, stories stay

Night whispers what words betray