-Do you love me
she asked softly but clear.
-If I love you?
He looked at her dazzled, then said;
-You're my slave, my possession
I whip you each day
In the night you are chained to my bed.
I use and abuse you with pleasure and pride
every day of my life.
-I know, she said, it is true
but say, do say - do you love me too..?
Again he turned to her, did not understand
lifted her face close to his.
Thoughtful he started to play with her hair
Wishing to make it all clear.
-This morning you knelt at my command
I watched you there on the floor - one hour or more.
I truly enjoyed every moment
and spoke of your beauty, your patience and grace.
Again she agreed, it was true
- but please, do say - do you love me too..?
He watched her a moment in silence.
Then his mind seemed to somehow clear
as he smiled, relaxed
rediscovered her there;
-Oh yes, oh yes,
I do love you
..to pieces
my dear..
