Devil pt. I

I was with you in the garden
sly serpent who broke into your skin
pumping vile venomous visions
boiling your blood with such passion
one of few words
yet you always hunger for more
persuading; with demonic language
I hold all advantage,
my eyes make your heart stop
leave you spellbound with elegant smile
your sight perceives me to be debonair
words perceived much greater than story conceived
constant measure of your dreams
rifting between desire and conviction
faltering to indiscretions
my touch lowering your inhibitions
breath dissipates like smoke
all the passion it evokes
breaking you into this contorted image
succumbing with such haste
hardly a taste...
pushing you away like yesterday
leaving your mind asunder
victim of twisted pleasure

Reviews

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That was very twised...Ilike how you told the serpents side of wat happen in the garden of eden that day! You captured my attention form the first line...Thnax for sharing! Come check out my stuff!
The Mistress

[SJ Roebling]

Now you've got me. Likes a potato chip.... one isn't enough.

"words perceived much greater than story conceived
constant measure of your dreams
rifting between desire and conviction
faltering to indiscretions"

BRILLIANT!