Careless whispers
Feast on her confidence
Eat at her courage
Insignificant rumors
Become significant
Until she silences them
With the screams
Of her dreams
They don’t refrain or abstain
He clutches her curves
Giving her what she deserves
She clings to his strength
Loving his masculine length
Dark passionate intentions
Enchant and dance
Becoming a chant
Of sensual sounds
Where their playground
Is love and lust
Please refrain
from jumping in
Splashing me with hate
and your unwanted debate
You’re not my source
I don’t need your discourse
Give me truths
Not pretty colored lies
I’m a mess
But I digress
This is overdue
And it’s about you
Not me
Don’t you see
I’m wide awake
Nothing is fake
But your reality
Is a fallacy
We’re an illusion
I’m done with this delusion
I’m obsessed
With peeling back
His layers
Breaking his careful
Constructed restraint
He and I, alone
Ignoring virtue for vices
Surrounding and drowning
Immersed in his dark cravings
You tell me step right up
The lights dim
A shiver runs over my skin
Settling into my bones
I let out a soft moan
Of fright and delight
As we take a little spin
On this carousel of sin
She stretched before him
His waiting meal
Perked and ready
Heated and wet
Stroking his
Insatiable appetite
Waiting for him
To consume her
She grows bitter
Sitting in the shadows
In the garden of desire
Waiting to bloom
He reads me a quote
That he wrote
Filled with my shadow prose
I bloom, his midnight rose
As he leaves his mark
Between my light and dark
As the rain worships the shadows
To the pulpit of the moon
They divulge their sins
Using their mouths
Not for words
Lips kiss, caress, suck
And swallow confessions
Their shrine of desire
Has no limits
