tagErotic PoetryI am His.

I am His.

byEroticCabaret©

I am His.
He does not own me, I am not for sale.
He does not control me, I am my own thinker.
He does not possess me, I am not a simple object.
Yet, I am His.

I am His baby girl, gentle and sweet.
I am His princess, treated with dignity.
I am His angel, pure and innocent.
I am His temptress, fulfilling dark fantasies.

Most importantly, I am His equal.

He has my heart, He holds it gently.
He has my mind, He challenges me to think freely.
He has my body, He refuses to confine me.

I am His.
He does not realize it, but I am His.

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