My Lady’s eyes are dark as night,

A captivating world,

Full of the mysteries,

That make Her lips,

(oh, so kissable)

curl, into that slight smirk,

that declares,

“I can do anything with you,

“You are weak for me,

“And you are Mine.

“My dreams are far more wicked than yours,

“I can turn your world inside out with desire

“With just a word

“Or a glance,

“I can leave you hanging in sweet agony

“With just a smile,

“And when I want to play

“You are My toy.”

My Lady’s eyes are a window to Her soul

Too complex for any mortal man

Of flesh and bone,

(and a cock as hard as steel)

“Kneel,” She says sharply,

“And stare into my eyes

“As you stroke that hardness,

“Try to guess just one of the dreams I dream,

“Feel the collar at your throat,

“And give me your pathetic offering,

“And when desire fills you,

“you may cum for Me.”