Thoughts

Slave: On First Meeting Lady Rochester

Happy in thrall like some newly kissed lover,
Finding at last what I’ve long sought in vain
Ah what a pleasure it is to discover
A beautiful Circe, who’ll over me reign.

Oh how beguiling your welcoming look is,
Awaking dark passions which dormant have lain
Ah what a pleasure to be your new slut is
How I long for the chance to curtsey again.

When in your presence my heart’s all a flutter,
But my eyes own what my tongue might deny
Ah what a trembling I feel when I venture
Oh with what trembling I utter my joy.

When with a smile you accord me the blessing,
And your eyes promise we’ll both pleasure gain
Ah what a joy ‘tis, beyond all expressing
To please my new Mistress by taking the pain.

Lucy