Through the halls that lead from my heart to my head;
In the cold moonlight, where others have fled…
Is the Pandora's Box that is my mind;
You dusted it off and peeked inside...
You laughed so softly and whispered my name;
Twisting my darkness, nudging my pain…
Then gathered my beasties, you herded them up;
Bound them in pleasure and wrapped them in love…
Chained to your will, you command them about;
Heeled to your hand, they beg with soft growls…
Through sweet, teasing torture, molded to your whim;
You unleashed my passion and voided my sins….
Then with a wave of your hand, you tucked them away;
Replacing the lid, till the next time we play…
