Deliciously wicked
Wildly unbridled
I've got a hold on you
That's anything but mild.
Aching for my words
To melt in your mouth
As you swallow your pride
While I'm moving south.
Succumbing to my touch
A dizzy consensus.
Delirium drugs
Your once acute senses.
Trembling nerves
Under warm, craving skin.
You're seduced by the scent
Of perpetual sin.
Beguiled to follow
My eyes with your own
As they trace all your outlines
And I let out a moan.
This erogenous play
Works my appetite.
I'm hungry for you
And I just need a bite.
