In Love's Domain

Slave, lover, whore: Master wreathes many names;
Hubristic memes to yoke my fairest sex,
Yet sweet dominance preyed by minxish games,
When with cunning smiles his will I dare vex.
Casting me down to bended knee, he thinks
My truculent mouth deep thrusts will chasten.
Nay! Evolution's nectar hoaxed and jinxed,
Succubine tongue to my belly hastens
To salt bewitching tears whose trails deceive
Hissing leathered vipers and nine-tailed ilk,
Their bitter stings gelded in magics weaved:
Flicker of eye, pout of lip, wisp of silk.
Fiercely I wear Master's collar and chain,
But his heart kneels to me, in love's domain.