I am the devil’s fiend
With musings of conceptual…unadulterated…sin
Visions of your butter cream body on top of mine fill my head
Hold me
Close
Sing praises of your love into my clit
I am your cello
Bending
Bowing
In response
To your velvet touch
The song of my love will be hummed for you tonight
….by the flickering glow of
Candlelight
