I love a dark haired beauty,
but you stand out above the rest .
The classic looks of Italy ,
loved by all with eyes to see.
You are MY dark haired beauty,
in love I fall for you.
Your figure is exquisite ,
an hour glass made in flesh.
You enjoy my cheeky banter,
but my reward is earned in pain.
You may be hot to handle ,
but my cheeks will burn with fire.
You are a dark haired beauty,
but strict and hard on me.
Your beauty does not fool me,
you’re a mistress through and through .
You are MY dark haired beauty,
you chastise my wicked cheeks.
Woe betide me if I wander,
for you’ve claimed me as your own.
My welts are a reminder,
of that stinging cane of yours.
Each stroke is so exquisite ,
I always hope for more.You are MY dark haired mistress,
all that Italy can offer us.
Surely made in Heaven,
beauty, love and warmth in one.