She is five feet of fire,
a spark that resides in his shadows,
soft enough to soothe,
wild enough to burn.

Her smile—mischief draped in sweetness—
is a dare Daddy can’t resist.
She stares deep into him, and the world bends, as if the world was made
to echo her desire.

Her lips are painted temptation,
eyes fierce with questions
only he is meant to answer.
She teases, she tests,
but always returns to Daddy’s hands,
where she is safe.

Her body is a poem in motion,
lines of trust and surrender
written in whispers across skin.
She is both muse and canvas,
a masterpiece he claims quietly,
again and again.

She is Daddy’s babygirl—
when she melts against him,
He heals her.