I can't speak or is it more like I can't think?
Your name plays over in my mind like a symphony
Yet when I speak it my voice cracks, it's irony
Pure bliss in your presence, that's what I see
Tenderly in Awe once you put your hands around me
My heart is like clay in your hands, mold it to be...
Something useful for you or something deadly to me
poisoning me for the inside and turning my world around
by your words I am bound, by your hands I was found
Trapping me with your mind and imprisoning me with your tongue
You have my body shaking and my vision has become blurred
This is no longer me, this is what you want me to become...
You're like a shot of fine whiskey
rough and yet satisfying as I devour you
numbing my tongue to the point I can't speak
molding my mind to make me think I want more of you
You're the Devil.
You make sinning look nice, blood look sweet
and sex seems to roll so sensually off your tongue
Captivating me to the point that I must have you
You're a plague.
Consuming any and everything you want
Infecting everything you touch and corrupting it
That's okay, I like you this way...
You're mine.
Every fiber of your being belongs to me
Every drop of blood in your body belongs to me
Everything you are belongs to me.
So, give your all for me.
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very nice
Thank you so much.
Love it.
I'm glad.
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