I wish to crawl into your heart,
I know the way, where to start.
It’s by opening you up, between your thighs,
To stretch you taut as I slip inside.
I want it to hurt as you receive my gift,
That sink to the depths as I slowly lift.
A tear shed, encouragement to my art,
A moan heard, not anticipating a stop after I start.
I wish to infect you with an incurable disease.
A craving for more that I give, a deeper need.
Agony felt up on my withdrawal,
Cries for more as I tease to a stall.
I know how to make you a captive in lust.
By taking you apart leaving nothing but trust.