Can it be
That I slept but a moment ago
My thoughts
Innocent and pure
Yet now they turn
Seeking secret places
Down shadowy, myriad passages
One waits there for me
My fate he holds in his hand
The power to pleasure
Or to punish
His alone to wield
My heart races
Skin engulfed in flames
Turn and run, one whispers
Stay and see, another coaxes
He speaks not a word
The choice is mine alone
Then my hand is in his
The first step taken
My reward
His pleased smile
Shining for me