She came to me in a midnight flower
As I nestled abed in my darkened tower.
Around her I could see the power,
Dancing in a sparkling shower.

Feline eyes they drank me in,
In the room the scent of sin.
Her arms raised, her claws high,
Wrenched from me a tortured sigh.

Elfish ears listened with intent,
As my breath I held in a rush was spent.
I whimpered and let out a cry,
So sure that now I would die.

My fears though were for naught,
For the ecstasy she wrought.
For this complete absence of sorrow,
I would live and die again tomorrow.