The centre of her pleasure
that's where I long to be,
For whatever pleases my lover
will surely pleasure me.

Gazing into my lovers eyes,
they burn with passions fire,
I long to be the star of her dreams,
the object of her desire.

As I kiss and lick my lovers flesh
and partake of sensual delight,
To feel her wrath upon my lips,
How could this not be right?

To be the centre of her pleasure
that's all I want to be,
for if it pleases my lover,
then it surely pleases me.