Fantasy

Tell me,
You're deepest,
Darkest,
Fantasies.

My lips stained red,
I mark your pale skin.
You want it rough,
I make you beg.

Some girl on girl,
You like my ways.
So let me spread,
Your shaking legs.

I'm dressed in lace,
And you're in leather.
I bite your lip...
I make you quiver.