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UNOWNED SLAVE
I wrote this poem in lew of my future owner this is what I long to say to you.
Mistress,
You are perfection defined,
You are all I long for,
I wake each morning to please You,
and I sleep each night dreaming of You,
You are beauty, and passion,
You are Goddess, and Princess,
You are my whole longing,
Princess. My greatest dream is to meet You and kneel at Your feet.
Just to lick Your toes, drink in Your golden nectar, or be beaten and tortured,
I am YOURS,
slaveboy
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