Love Slave - Diane Scantlebury

The mistakes in life
Have been my own,
No shackles around
My neck were thrown,
Mild coercion may
Have played a part,
But the decision was mine
To surrender my heart,
No enforcement was involved
In hind sight
I should’ve known better,
Than to pledge allegiance
With my soul,
And with love’s bonds
To be fettered,
But what more could I wish for?
What more could I crave?
When all I desire is fulfilled,
Being a content and happy
Love slave.

Diane Scantlebury