Guilty

 
my guile guilts me into confession
I whisper the secrets of my heart
I covet, yes, I lust

is it any wonder that a woman like me should burn?

desirous of a touch so passionate as to hurt
masochistic feelings reveal themselves
pangs of need entertain fantasies

the outer limits are listening to my wickedness
it is their delight to bring me a lover
so they may dine on the sight

cavorting on the air tonight
sinful ideas conjure him to my bed
wanton crave I am beside myself

swollen want, I bite my lip
with a dalliance dancing in my mind
greedy essence spilling from me

the spell is cast