You are a candle
Of flickering flame
And I the moth your fire singed
You are a snake
Of slithering lust
Your wet coils on my flesh
So tightly wrapped
You are a bride
Of velvety midnight
And I must spirit you away
You are a drop
Of liquid nightshade
Your fell whispers twist
Beneath my skin
You are a fruit
Of forbidden sin
And I have held you ‘twixt my jaws
You are a honeypot
Of poisoned nectar
Your soft taste yet remains
Tainting my lips
You are a lure
Of cruel-hearted fishermen
And I the beast so foolishly snared
You are a nymph
Of wispy desire
Your sweetness still lingers
Upon my sting
You are a doll
Of delicate porcelain
And I shall make you mine once more
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You have no idea how long I wanted to do that...