Just what was it,

That took me along that path?

Was it her eyes that demanded my gaze?

Was it her figure, wrapped and leather clad?

Was it her heels as they pressed into my chest?

Was it her presence the centre of my attention?

Was it her eyes that demanded my gaze?

Those eyes that captured my soul

And required of me, my all!

Was it her figure, wrapped and leather clad?

That transfixed my desires

And required of me, my all!

Was it her heels that pressed into my chest?

That nailed me to the floor,

And required of me, my all!

Was it her presence, the centre of my attention?

Her visible aura of power

That required of me, my all!

I may never quite answer the question

but

As I choose to walk this path

I am covered by a jeweled spell