Quite a naughty lass is she,
Not always lady that you see,
Yet, still a lady evermore,
For what occurs behind closed doors,
Shall remain a private view,
For only one or maybe two.
She's a lady in all guises,
Costumes, mask, other surprises.
No matter how wide her desires,
Or the heat of inner fires.
Despite what hands and lips might do,
If you know her, you know it's true,
A lady always she will be,
With nothing but respect from me.
Donovan Baldwin
