I’ve offered my wallet:
     my credit cards, money;
I’ve offered her jewelry:
     pendants and rings;
I’ve offered my tongue
     by lapping her honey;
I’ve offered my flesh
     for probing and stings
I’ve offered ideas:
     my darkest desires –
The things that I crave and
     the things that I dread –
I’ve suffered through trials
     my Mistress requires,
And trembled with lust at
     the plans she has said
And what have I hoped
     was the fruit of these presents?
Her rapturous pleasure,
     her giggly din!
That she would delight
     in my groveling presence,
With cravings to make me
     submit to her whims...
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