

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