Imagine me sweet

like the girls you adore

Imagine me sweet

your own little whore

Imagine yourself

A god among men

Imagine all that

Would you love me then?

Imagine me blind

And under your spell

Imagine me deaf

Perhaps mute as well?

Opinion is dry

and intellect bland

Would you love me there,

in the palm of your hand?

Imagine me true

Not harlot nor fool

Imagine a queen

Not under your rule

Imagine a woman

who yearns to be free

You see it in you

Can you see it in me?

Imagine me love

See the real me

Forget what you know

Dream what might be

Imagine me love

And speak to me true

Could then you love me

as I have loved you?