Temptation makes two...

 

 

You who makes submission easy and free
My aggressive tendency to mount and devour you as prey still exists
Feeling the drip drop of your fancy on taste buds
Fills this mind with an eagerness of an adolescent fool
I crave the head-to-toe molecules that have created and make up... you
Give me your surrender
Accepting nothing less, you will be dubbed my queen of souls
You are my search ended
We are turning the corner of never returns and I
am
frighteningly willing...