To savor your presence
By your hot glowing fire
It's keeping me warm
As I take your foot from your shoe
And kiss it
Stroke it
I'll crawl if you want me to
All the way to your bed
As long as I can savor the sight
Of your graciousness and elegance as you walk up the staire
Push the door to your room
Turn
Smile at me
And beckon me inside
Til I'm surroundeds by your four walls
As I sit on the edge of your four-poster bed
And kiss my way up your leg
To the very top of your stockings
You smile, and are pleased with my efforts
But I haven't even started yet
So if Madame would care to lay herself down
I'd like to make a goddess out of you.
