Oh, I would lick your boots sweet Sir!
Having toiled the whole day through
Whilst sweat would mingle in my hair
I know it’s this that does for you
A hundred pairs of boots I’ve cleaned
And several chimneys brushed and swept
But never more than this for you
As in your heart this secret kept
I’ll wear this collar about my neck
So you can take me by the chain
For what is this but enslaved love?
You’d lead me to you yet again
I’ll black my face and dress like men
To do it for you yet again
All passion stoked, ardour aflame
Your love for me returned, no shame
* Inspired by the real-life love affair between Hannah Cullwick and Arthur Munby
A little perversion is normal in love. This plot is lacking in emotion. The emotion is all in the wonderful writing by this author. On the other hand, if she quoted 'Measure for Measure'...
I've no idea who those folks are, not even a guess but your poem was perfect, nonetheless. -chuck
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I also am not familiar with the characters, but reading Sarah's comment, I guess I will have to research it also...but it stands alone...another poetic expression of sincere love in all it's forms...Coach