The Next Level of Naughtiness

I love it
when you envelop me
in the cloth of your fantasies
and tie me up
with the strings
of your desires
until I am
warm and flushed
in the heat of the night.

I wake naked,
lounging in bed
pink and dewy,
blushing from the rudeness
of a dream,
waiting for you
to lift me
in your strong manly arms
to the next level
of naughtiness.