Though I come to you humbly - it is not to serve you - it is just to be respectful of who you are - of your beauty - of your form - of the glory of your confidence in what you are before me - you are the welcome to soul - the embrace to my flesh - the milk to my thirst - and my thirst is deep - it is kinky - it is wild - and it grows — my humbleness won’t last long - for the beast rises - and takes control - and soon I will feed on everything that you offer me — till we are both sated with bliss