Captive In Lust

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.

Rebirth

I want to disappear into a world all of my own.

A place that I can become that, into which I’ve grown.

Time has transformed me, like a hermit, I need a new shell.

But I’m trapped in the one on my back, I live for those beside me in my living hell.

I want to reappear into a world that I’ve created, grown.

Where my life is mine, all I do and create, I own.

That I transformed over time, my utopia, my heaven upon this earth.

I just hope it doesn’t take death for my long wished rebirth.

This and That

A part of me loves your sweetness, your light.

The other loves the darkness, the parts that you hide.

I admire the dutiful working mom,

I crave the slut who fucks just for fun.

In you resides both, each of this pair.

You hold these qualities and you’re willing to share.

A part of me wants this thing, the other that.

But you hold all, and you give, that’s a fact.

The Z in Beast

Z rears his ugly head,

He wants nothing but you on his bed.

He’s sacrilegious, a deviant pervert,

So please beware, please be alert.

He wants to push things into you.

He wants an object to do what he’ll do.

He wants pleasure, just for himself.

If you get it too, that’s luck you’ve been dealt.

For deep inside he’s nothing but lust.

Like an elephant in season, the season of must.

He wants his fix, his sweet lil miss.

He wants to corrupt, to use you as his.

He’s selfish, he may even be evil?

He’ll stop at nothing, in pleasure’s retrieval.

Folding you, binding you, whipping your arse.

Dressing you up into roles that he’ll cast.

So understand what vile creature’s within.

The beast with his tools, delivering sin.

The corruptor wanting what he sees.

The Beast wanting his girl serving his needs.