Dilineation

fear me    
in my whisper
   
as shadows breed where stillness lies  
   
my nature's footing    
wears a concrete soul  
but when shed to tiptoe....  
   
find demons curling in my flesh  
find legion there  
and their loyal stroking  
swelling the curve  
and up tip of my breast  
   
my allure smooths  
slinks in poseur  
   
with an interlopers gloved hands  
will writhe around you and reach  
   
to pluck ennui like dark berry  
and let the juices drip    
over the  plump turn of my smiling lip