Blindfolded

Silk,
Like spiders’ thread,
Circles slowly round her head;
Your little pet,
She’s always wet.
Hands bound tight,
She’s quite a sight,
Trusting in her simple way
Every word you have to say.
Remind her often of her place,
Help her stay in her subspace.
For her happiness that is key,
As is dominant company.
So tell her often,
Tell her now,
How you’ll never let her down
From her pedestal that is
(Her proof,
I’m his!)
Always in your eyes
A twinkle,
A star!