In a realm where magic thrives, Alice roams alone,
Through the twisted paths, to a place unknown.
Mad Hatter's grin, a flicker of mischief in his eyes,
Leads her deeper into the shadows, under moonlit skies.

The rabbit scurries by, a blur of white in haste,
Tea parties beckon, in a realm of sweet-tasting waste.
But Alice, she lingers, in the darkness of the night,
Sensing something more, beyond the realm of light.

Shadows whisper secrets, in a language all their own,
As Alice falls, deeper still, into the unknown.
In the heart of darkness, where fantasies collide,
She feels a stirring, deep inside.

A touch, a caress, against her skin so fair,
Awakens desires, she didn't know were there.
In the embrace of shadows, she finds a new delight,
As passion ignites, in the depths of night.

Through the looking glass, she ventures forth,
Exploring realms where desire takes its course.
In the darkness, she finds freedom, in the sensual embrace,
As Alice surrenders, to the pleasures of this place.