I come before thee
On bended knee
Your wisdom my honour
Your strength my valour
Your need my desire
Your beuty unsurpassed by nature herself
Rest your weary loins upon my statcher
Raised in your glory
My confidant
My sprit
My soul
My lady
Author notes
by jogn Old school lust
A contest entry
- The Feelings you get by ChaingangAngel.
400 points, ended November 29, 2008, 24 entries
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Comments
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This write is quite short you should add more to this write
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This is an old school lust, I'm just a little younger than you and I can hardly remember these things, but you wrote a cute, funny poem.
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