Sweet Spot

People say you shouldn't believe in things that go bump in the night,
The dark shadow in the corner, I'm sure it moved..
the creaking wardrobe door, Is there anyone inside..?
we all have our night time scary moments,
Mine's in my bed, not under it, slithering up my thighs,
this apparition along my crease so hot, I swear I just have to
dampen those flames every time.
So bumps and creaks scare me too,
but this devils tongue along my sweet spot soothes my soul,
pray he comes back soon.