She glides like mist into my room,
I never hear her coming.
The only sound within the place
Is that of my heart drumming.
I see the hunger in her eyes
My strength before her crumbles.
She need not speak a single word
'Ere I kneel before her, humble.
Fear, Desire, alloyed as one
Combine to make me yearn,
To offer myself up to her
I tremble, lest she spurn.
My body and my mind are hers,
Oh please, consume me whole!
But most of all, laid at your feet
I beg, accept my soul.


 

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