Secret Crime

I’ll tell you something dark and true,
Though words alone can’t sate your hunger.
A shadow brought me here to you.
I watch from the back step and wonder,
what motivates the things you do?
What hidden secrets lie just under,
your captivating big brown eyes?
Cries of pain or sighs of pleasure,
raging fire that never dies?
Airborne, floating like a feather,
Tell me truth or tell me lies.
Reveal to me the ancient treasures,
our world has taught you to disguise.

At night, alone,
what do you see,
while you’re gazing at your phone?
Fixated on a shining screen,
locked within your perfect home.
Which scenes and figures haunt your dreams?
Within what worlds, does your mind roam?

What would you do if given chance,
how brightly burns your hearts desire?
How dangerously could you dance,
around the flames of your soul’s fire?
A million minds you might en-trance,
a thousand poems you would inspire,
writhing in those bright red pants.

You look so nice just make of me,
a messy human sacrifice.

Stalk me like an ancient curse,
through the streets to my front door.
My sweetest Devil do your worst.
Come inside, drag me to the floor,
scratching, biting tear my shirt,
use me like a £10 whore,
drain me, quench your deadly thirst,
grab my hair and scream “adore,,,
,,your queen”. You slowly lift your skirt,
and whisper: “lick, till your tongue hurts!”

Your burning eyes inflame my mind,
long golden hair and skin sublime,
You fuck me till we both go blind,
then make of me your secret crime.

Through broken ribs rip out my heart,
use my bones to gouge soft flesh apart,
my blood to make to disgraceful art,
divide me, like you were Descartes.