Shades of Night The Flowers Bite

First it comes with deadly power,
Redolent scent, on nightshades flower.
Shadows in the mist, sweet nothingness,
Dreams and things perversion brings

Breaks your will takes its fill and stings.
Slips into the purest thought an otherness.
A blinding burst unquenchable thirst, 
What’s it bring? It brings the worst.

Shades of red on blackened toast
Honey drips on thighs you sigh, I roast.
Heady heights, languid nights, so tight.
Burn me spurn me just don’t bite.

First it comes with deadly power
Redolent scent on nightshades flower.
Shadows in the mist I can’t resist
Dreams and things perversion brings.

While in these depths I sink, I sing.
For in this mesmerizing slumber kissed
By passions deadly venom lips that twist
My will to fevered broken bits, my wits

Have quietly given me the slip and knots
Of silken whips entwine and grind, Rotten
Feelings feel so sweet, of them I am replete.
Nightshades flowers I devour complete.

I am in their power, their power pleases me.
Dark are the offerings, their illocutions all I see.
No torment here, no curse, I burst, I fly, I’m high.
Singe my wings with molten gold as in glory I

Unfold upon my wanton quest of misadventure.
In the swirling chaos into which I venture.
At last I am consumed, nothing to exhume.
It started with a flower and ended much too soon.