Poet, toy or both

Poet, toy or both

You turn the key and step back, you've uncaged my sexual beast, you know I'm a gonna devour you, tonight you are my feast

Now you've opened up this cage, my hungers must be fed, desires, lusts and the fantasies, that have lived inside my head

Now the animal is free, you see the lust burning in my eyes, you can see I want you, the need I can't disguise

You can see my heart pounding fast, you know that you should run but I'm across the room in seconds, my claws are in your bum

Like a Tiger my claws go into your ass, just like a Tiger grabs his prey, I pull you into my reach, now its time for you to pay

You fed my desires, you gave me snippets of your sexual drug, but then you were fairly safe, when in my cage I was nice and snug

But the second that you turned the key, the moment you set me free, momentum swung the other way, the advantage went to me

I was free, no longer in my cage, that moment you sealed your fate, I pulled you to the floor and began to ate

Clawing at your lingerie, I forced your legs open wide, pinned down pussy's at my mercy, I ram my tongue inside

Devouring your body, you took me from famine to a feast, now your bruised and aching, covered in sexual marks from me your beast

Next time you tease this beast, perhaps leave me in the cage, so you're safe out of arms reach, from my sexual rage

Unless of course that's what you wanted whilst you're alone thinking in your bed, deciding do you get out your sex toy or think of me instead

You should be doing both, the toy and poems are on your bed, go a head, spoil yourself play with your toy with my poems in your head

Ron