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My Lady's Hair is Red and Gold
Date: 2/3/2016, Categories: Erotic Poems, Author: BradLee
My Lady’s hair is red and gold, Curled like smoke in autumn air. I crave to do all I am told, And write for her when she’s not there. Her image in my heart and mind, Create for now my chosen cage. On waking then my task I find, To set my words upon this page. And gladly will I fetch for her, Whatever she would most desire, A winter’s coat of rabbit fur, A riding crop should her patience tire. A passion that I cannot hide; To kneel meekly by her side. 2014
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