Mind Fucker

 I bet you haven't kept track,
But two years ago today
I met you for the first time.
You still have nothing to say.

Was I asking for too much
When I asked you for your name?
I pay you for my pleasure,
Until now, you've shown no shame.

You hide behind your body,
But I'm fiending for your soul,
Just give me a little hint
As to why you're in this hole.

If you won't talk then I will:
I've been thinking quite a lot;
I think we should get married.
Yeah, I know it's a long shot.

We barely know each other,
But I need to be with you.
You are much more than my whore;
You're my entire mind, too.