- Erotic Poetry
- How do I own thee?
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I give full credit to Elizabeth Barrett Browning, the writer of the original poem this one is based on. It's a classic, this is just my version.
How do I own thee? Let Me count the ways.
I own thee to the depth and breadth and height
thy surrender can reach, with control right
upon thee, as I push thee into place.
I own thee for the call of my everyday's
Smallest whim, morning, afternoon or night.
I own thy body, thy bottom so tight;
I own thy mind, thy thoughts full of My face.
I own thee with the strength I might have used
In taking scores of girls, none half thy worth.
I own thee with control I never knew
I had in Me -- I own the with the breath,
spanks, ties, of all My life! -- and, if thee choose,
I shall but own thee better until death.
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