I, Me and Myself

In private moments, I find delight,
Gazing upon myself, oh, what a sight!
Not for vanity, no, that's not my aim,
But to see desire, to set my soul aflame.

Masturbation, a habit I do embrace,
A way to ground myself, to find solace and grace.
Eyes closed tight, fantasies in mind,
With cuffs, chains, and crops, a world I find.

But sometimes, I seek a change of pace,
A scene closer to home in this secret space.
Makeup smeared, panda-eyes and lips smeared too,
Naked and adorned, ready for the view.

Before the mirror, I crouch and I tease,
Vibrator and throat, my pleasure does increase.
With every touch, I watch the allure,
A slut on display, for an audience of one, so pure.

"Look at me," I growl, a plea in my voice,
Yearning and pleading, my ultimate choice.
Vibrator against clit, dildo inside,
Ecstasy's mirror, my pleasure's guide.

She is me, in the throes of desire,
My inner Domina sparked, set on fire.
She craves to be used, and I crave to obey,
In this intimate moment, we come out to play.

"Oh, take me, use me, please, oh please!"
Words that make my heart race, my body release.
"Yes, you slut, open wide, take what's yours,"
Words that arouse, as my Domina roars.

I tighten my grip, the end drawing near,
Her lost focus and straining face, oh, how I revere.
In moans and writhes, she finds her pleasure,
I'm captivated by her delight, my inner treasure.

She is me, and I love her so,
In this secret realm where only I go.
No shame or judgment, just pure ecstasy,
Watching myself, finding ultimate harmony.