The fact that you are his makes him believe
That he is yours and ready for each ask;
You can express your wishes; he'll receive
Commands as if they're presents; every task
Is one that he delights in; he enjoys
Each hope fulfilled, each kiss, each pout, each smile;
And look, when you are sated, he deploys
New stratagems, that will ensure his guile
Is focussed on the wishes you've expressed:
The need to be requited and fulfilled;
The need for pleasure and to be caressed;
Until you arch and yield up to those skilled
Fingers, lips and tongue, he won't deceive:
The fact that you are his makes him believe.
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