Angel Eyes

Dormant desires propel a catlike curiosity.
Wicked thoughts sprout behind angel eyes.
Shy glances, timid touches belie the maelstrom
Of turbulent passion that waits within your soul.
Come to me. Crawl out your window.
Climb the walls that hold you inside.

Bring me your prim and proper sophistication,
Allow me to corrupt your smoldering naivete.
Sin with me. Let us experiment and explore
The inner recesses where you dared not go.
Permit me to tie you, to cuff you, to restrain you,
To give you the freedom to fly above the clouds.
It is waiting for you. Will you take it?
Which chains will you choose?