Depraved

I surrender my flesh to lust
In the abyss of degradation,
Perching on the precipice
Of sexual deviation.

This surveyor of perversion;
Teetering on the high-wire,
Throbbing like an animal
In the circus of desire.

Unleashed from morality,
Depraved in every sinew,
Tasting forbidden pleasures
As sweet as honeydew.

Mouth watering like melon juice,
I probe my fingers into you,
Gasping at the prospect
Of our secret rendezvous.