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To Sir

I need to see you as you are naked in your thoughts!
To see your eyes, your soul, and mind, your body, and your haunts.
Beware I am a dragon a fearsome one at that
I've tasted meat, but none so sweet as captured by my sap
I�m blessed with noble, magnetism of super, power divine
I hold my golden sword aloft and on your shoulders shine.

Our paths will cross I�m sure of that in private or in chat
I give my word with all I own, you never will look back

Beneath that skin and soul called man,
I'll crawl inside your bones and suck your marrow
softly, as sure as newborn babes are born.

My fingertips trek lightly upon your fertile ground!
Just beware I am the dragon that echoes to your sound
My rapture, is my capture, for nothing can surpass
the longing, kiss of an invisible mist that hides behind a mask

I long for bed, but you're not here!
these storms give me no shelter,
I bare the tempest out stretched arms
that blow me back in anger
What can I do to please you?
and wipe away the pain
all I have to offer
is the glory of my shame

So take me as you want me�
this fire that burns within
ignited all my fantasies
your loyalty within.

I am your muse, your hobby, your princess and your Glove
I guarantee with all my heart
It�s sent to Sir
With Love.