To Be A Slave

To be a slave to her desires.
A hence man to her twisted rule
A life indentured to her will
To play the jester and the fool

To live in service to her fancy
A fop and footman for her pleasure
A gilly to her homes and estates
A bonded chattel in every measure

To serve her vilest ambition
And pander to her blackened soul
To live forever under her command
As my vocation and sacred role

For the grace to be by her side
I will play the drudges meagre role
To live forever in her orbit
I would sell my immortal soul

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com

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