Return to me, my foreign prince
Come upon me with the native skin of your ancestors
Watch as I fall into the liquid
Pools of your dark chocolate eyes

The feathers of the raven adorns your head
And your body, battle ready and strong
Let my hands frolic upon you, oh conquering savage
And bring you home to your prize

Draw your spear and pierce me
Heart and soul, deep and unrelenting
That I may partake of your might
As you make us one

Grip me and guide me into the throes of passion
Like none of the sedate, correct noblemen
Belonging to my own forefathers
Would dare attempt

Make me your princess, stake claim in me
That I would be elevated among women
For only you, my dark warrior
Can satisfy the cravings of my earthy core