Behold the cage in which Your lovers dwell
ruination came with Your abundant kisses
now in chaste prisons must they serve
And You the sensual turnkey of their bliss
Judge and jury of their fate and misery
misery in love makes lovers true
sweet tears will not open these locks
but bind the minion fast to its true fate
Their minds She fingers and stirs
Her red nails raking and pinching
binding and knotting pain with pleasure
sewing will-less service with vice
and hooding reason with Her sensual charms
Spells a Lady of wisdom wields
And loyal are the minds She captures
Those cast into slavery love Her
For She raises them above the common
And blesses them with rarest fate
their prison a lovely guilded cage.
To hear Her laugher in the chamber
As She pulls the puppet strings
Is to hear the peels of rawest power
And japes dance to Her command
Naked and daubed by paints
They are the canvas of Her indulgences
Such sweet taste are luxuries rare
That only sophisticated Ladies know
And laughs again She to see on tip toe
The naked viceroy strain
He who commands must serve his better
A Lady of choicest elegance
Sharp as stiletto steel.
Velvet Thoughts by Aemilia Hawk 