- Erotic Poetry
- The Servant
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I am not a young admirer.
But I would certainly fall to my knees to eat your sweet confection.
If how the years have aged me nor the scares the world has left me would scare you away.
I would taste the sweet honey until the lite of day.
Yes, I am old in some eyes, but to those of us, who have seen the world and survived, I am but yet another survivor.
Would you allow me to please you, my lady?
Or would you send me away into the cold and damp?
I live but to serve you and listen for your moans of delight.
Oh, My Lady, allow your servant a chance of delight.
