As a Kafir

As a Kafir
My bedroom is proper
but I must insist we handle with care

For when the light gleans copper
there is no way I'll stop her
once she's in my sex-pot lair.

So here I must insist
that sex is ubiquitous
and some like it when you pull their hair

In the end we both strive together
some use whips, and some use feather
but the goal is the same: pleasure shared.