BELOVED WHAT YOU PLEASE



Beloved, what you please...

Beloved kept the door closed on my endless pleas.
Beloved wanted a broken heart, and I on my knees.

So now, I wring my heart, I kneel down with ease:
“Beloved! It's a pleasure to do what you please.....!”

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