I.
Steel black pincers circle my neck
Harsh little whispers against my ear
I promised myself I wouldn’t go back
anywhere but here
anywhere but here

Your words string together with the right amount of sting
But baby, your poison drives me crazy

Your venom seeps within my veins
and god, I’m dying for another taste
the hallucinations
you paralyse me
and I see stars in your wake

II.
Pomegranate lips, the colour of Sin.

III.
I have a hard shell to break, and no one has completed the feat so far
But with every touch you poach me
through and through
again and again
Until theres nothing left of my metal armour
Until the skin I once called home is nothing but a soft saggy shell
a shadow from my past

I need to remember who I am.

IV.
Your touches are soft petals
Grazing slowly across my skin
leaving goosebumps in your wake

Rosebud lips caress me gently
Sweet kisses near my cheek
Playful nips tickle my ear
Soft breaths along my neck

And when I finally open up ...

theres the sting again.