Imagine you imagine, and then imagine me,
watching far above you, and you, hiding in the lee.

Any time I wish, I will take you from above,
you will cower and hiss, though I offer you my love.

But my love is not sweet, and morbidly slow,
but when treacle meets heat, you begin to know.

I mean you no harm, my desire shows you dear,
while your heart grows calm, your body turns from fear.

You twist now exotic, snake to the pray,
because this is my day, and your choice is to stay.