Cavalier Gallant

Tiny and in charge, admirable guts
You shaped me, when I was clay
Pale skin, covered in marks of beauty
I was your paramour, you used me as you could
Delighted to be of help, I missed you though
Most of the time, after I snuck out
Wear all darks there, wear almost nothing here
Where was he even, where was I
Sorry about a lot, you were a favorite of mine
Don't mix pain with pleasure
But make sure you mix pleasure with pain
Snuck is not a word, you'll correct me eventually