Allow me please

To dress your eyes

In the finest silk

I can feel the fear

You breathe

From your subtle lips

Expose to me 

Your delicate skin

How it shadows

The corners

Of my den

Lavishly

I cloak your

Provocative bareness

Inhale the sultry musk

From my neck

I will allow you 

The pleasure…

To taste

Exhale…

You will feel more

At ease

You have made me 

Proud

Of the things 

You admire

It delights me

Knowing

I carefully taught

You well

Together, 

We will begin

To discover

Naughty things

That will exalt in

Splender

If you promise to say

Yes, please Sir