The Devil's Whore

The darkness in your eyes compells me to revel in the night,
The glint in them reminds me, a sweet and devilish sight.
The smoothness of your skin emits a dusky perfume,
And the softness of your hair as touching will i soon
Invade the darkness of your mind, the velvet it surrounds.
To probe your every thought while making not a sound.

The touch of my soft fingers upon your hard cleft thigh,
The brushing of my lips to let you know that i am nigh.
Ill softly let you in my world and lull you into sleep,
For once you are there angelic one the night begins to creep.
The gates behind you close and lock to keep you safe,
For mine you are my dearest one and me it is you crave.