I want to call you babygirl and princess,
Help you keep on track and pick out the perfect dress.
I could take you under my wing, and teach you how to fly.
Show you some new things and wipe the tears that escaped your eyes.
If you would let me, I would take care of you in every single way.
Make you feel tall again and strong enough to brave the day.
I'd also want some good loving, just because it's fun.
I'd want to see you sweat and pant when we're nowhere near done.
I think you'd look pretty with my collar, wrapped around your throat.
And I imagine that beautiful smile, as you laugh at my awful jokes.
So why not become my kitten,
When I promise I'll treat you well.
You'll be my sunshine and my heaven, and a tiny bit of hell.
