Inside

Shag rugs and velvet curtains
Red candles dripping down
The black furniture
 
Not unlike you to say yes
Content with time spent
Spent contorted and twisted
 
She's always gone when you're here
I never seem properly prepared
Deep in the belief you're the prey
 
Change again and show faces they never see
I never know who you are
And still you smile so precisely
 
Never hungry, but always wanting a bite
You kiss with a hunger
Others would shy from, spare the pain
 
The demons you hide
 
Teeth like a wolf
Soft as a lamb
Who's the one
to devour?
 
Am I the hunter
Or the hunted?