Her Will, My Devotion

[Bi****]

You wear the night like a velvet flame,
And whisper softly my secret name.
No crown I seek, no throne above,
Just the fierce devotion born of love.

Your smile is dangerous, sweet and wild,
A queen who tames her willing child.
With every glance, with every tease,
You bring my restless heart to ease.

I kneel not out of *** or ***,
But for the storm that calls my name.
In shadows deep and candlelight,
You are my moon, my endless night.

Command me with those eyes so bright,
And I'll surrender with delight.
For in your darkness I have found,
A sacred place where souls are bound.

And if the stars fade away,
Still at your feet my heart would stay.
Not chained by ***, but by desire—
Your devoted soul, your willing fire.