I watch you lying on your bed
Quite lovely in repose
My mind paces with my heart,
Thirst and hunger consume me.
You 'rouse from your slumber
See me standing close.
I raise a finger to my lips
A sweet gesture demanding silence.
"I assure you Sir you won't 'ere forget
My visit on this night.
Though the coming hours be few,
These hours shall be full.
I will feed my queanly lust.
You shall quench my thirst.
You're not mine for the keeping
Just borrowed..... for a time".
With twine so soft I bind your hands
To each poster of your bed
"Don't move'"
I whisper in your ear
As I complete my task.
Your splendor lay before me
Sweet beads of sweat appear
Your skin shimmers as
Dew upon morning blooms
The scent of wanton yearning.
I take my tongue and lick
My own full lips.
"I can not stay for long" I say.
"Don't question one sweet moment.
I'm here to play at give and take
much more..
I'll have your soul".
I mount you like the stallion
You think you really are
I ride to find my glory
Glory
Glory
Glory.
You want.
You need.
You plead to know
This lady of the night.
I smile
Shake my head
Place my hand upon your face.
"Good Sir" ... I say
"No need to leave my card.
For I suspect
In fact don't doubt,
You will always know
Just who I am
The One who made you hard".