I am ready, love, for you and all that you mean.
When I touch your skin do not expect me to quake,
and know that your kiss will not leave me unarmed or unnerved.
You are better served by a steady hand, and confident lips,
and the gentle curve of your hip will only make me sure.
I am ready, love, for all that you should require.
Do not fear that the fire of your gaze will scorch me,
or that I will wilt and wither under your hand.
I will not pale, as I hear men have, beside your charm.
It can do me no harm to love you more.