Lost in her dreams, hanging only by a strand

She merits saving, but he's only just a man

With his endearing gallantry he shakes down all her walls

She tries to omit her truths endeavoring as she falls

Like an apothecary he can heal and he can cure

Merely every lechery and debauchery her body endures

When set loose they are like wild creatures wreaking havoc

Her body yearning for the beast she just has to have it

She sees life in his eyes whilst his body she feasts

Such cravings, such hunger, been missing the way he tastes

Her body runs like a flume every time she sees his face

his voice made her thrum as he pushed himself inside

as he pressed between her thighs she was ever satisfied.

For she is only human you see, in need of being freed

And he was fictitious in witch you seem to only read

a part of her reverie he always seems to be