- Erotic Poetry
- Master 1
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When I became your slave, slut, maid and wife
I lost all that I was before; but yet
I feel no loss, and know that I but get
No things but those which meaning give to life.
My freedom, rights and choices now are yours,
My time is only measured by yours needs;
My posture, gait, expression only heeds
Your wishes, which to me are timeless laws.
In servitude I find contentment now,
My fears and worries are cast far away,
I possess only that which helps to serve;
I do not own the means, nor question how,
But submit to your will from day to day,
And know my spirit grows by this declining curve.
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