"Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require..." (Shakespeare, Sonnet LVII)
I listen with all my concentration
to do what you require from my love.
Searching, intent on an explanation.
Forever on call, I am like your glove.
I fit you so that even when I'm gone
I am not so absent as to miss you.
If you feel fit to treat me as a pawn,
Things I wouldn't do for you, are so few.
I leave your affairs, only you are mine.
I think of nothing but your contentment.
I think of nothing if, when you are gone.
I am not your only entertainment,
only to be used between dusk and dawn.
But since I am your slave, I wait, in vain.
It is now daylight, you shan't say my name.
A contest entry
- Your Favourite Poet and You... by Thom Boulton.
300 points, ended July 23, 2007, 11 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This works, very much like the quote start, and the poem following fits it quite well. I actually avoided reading this at first, normally I dislike quotes, but I can relate to parts of this pretty well, and it's put together uber well, so in the end, I'm very glad that I read it, and you get applause. :3
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"I fit you so that even when I'm gone I am not so absent as to miss you"...brilliant line, Brian and nice to see you again. I also liked "I leave your affairs, only you are mine." Congratulations on the bronze! ~Elizabeth
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Congratulations on the Bronze.How often we fall into the trap of being owned and yet true love is not like that.It is to be free spirit and to be with a person because you want to be not because they say so.I hope you find freedom in love, Ros
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