To She Who Must Be Obeyed
A very special love I craved
It just appeared I had not prayed
The upper class the highest grade
Back and forth with words we played
Sincere was my heart with commitment made
My thoughts and desires are daily paid
Hopes to please with eloquent praise
To the one who's feet my love I laid
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2013
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