profanity

 
twilight blush for the sin of you
captured in my eyes, in still life
the moment the very moment you succumb

strawberries on the winds lied
I remained ladylike
until I was sure
I would be your undoing

when you tasted my pleasure for the first time
I was a vixen on fire
guttural on all fours

midnight's kiss consumed us
and we pin the night with a glare
daring the sun to rise upon us and break the spell

you whispered profanities into my mouth
as you pushed deeper into my ego
breaking it with each thrust of will

I met your demons one by one
I was your whore then
utterly consumed by you I worship

lothario of pain and pleasure
you found my pressure points
and growled no not yet
as peaks and perversions assaulted my senses

it was then I knew,
I was yours, you would never be mine