I know I'm not the first
Nor will I be the last.
She quenched a lifelong thirst,
She fed an eternal fast.
Cooking both with art and guile
She prepared a feast,
With the pleasure of Her smile,
She tamed my inner beast.
As I dined on what She fed me,
And chug-a-lugged Her wine,
When next I find I'm on my knee
Her collar on me, I find.
Around my neck to show I'm bound.
LOVE'S my Mistress, by Her I'm found