Your dripping blood and tears
Are what quenches my thirst
Your wailing cries of fears
Are what makes my stomach burst

For I am a vile creature of flaws
My hands mangled with sarcastic claws
I am but a melodrama of pain
In which life on death I gain

In this bottomless pit of despair
Forever, torment I will share
Devoid of laughter and love
My life ends like a naive dove

Prepared to your liking
Trussed and bound
For you, I wait

Palms up, knees apart
Positioned just for you
Spine posed straight

Your approval means all
Rewarding by far
Pleasing you my pleasure

As instructed
Ready, willing
My master, my treasure