

Another lovely poem dedicated to your Mistress today 💖
Moonbeams made soft and solid flesh
Inviting worship, love, and praise,
Streams of silver fire set ablaze
Sparkling, twinkling, gleaming afresh
Burning straight into the heart from
Underneath her pale, sweet form
Nothing calms the raging storm
Save falling further beneath her thumb
For me, it is a great delight
Every time I worship this twilight queen
Eager to serve, as I've always been,
To submit and be hers every night