Don't Ask Me

Don't ask me about her eyes
they are green and dangerous
like the eyes of a jungle predator
I want to kneel before her
and beg for her mercy

Don't ask me about her hands
scarred by a thousand stories
I watch them like
a deer in the headlights.
as they trace her naked body.
Fear mounting in me.

Don't ask me about her lips
they are red and shiny
with the blood of her victims.
I want her to use them as wishes
on me
as I watch her
out of body from above
devouring me.

Don't ask me about the fear
i that roars through my heart
when she turns to me
and takes me in my surrender.

Don't ask me
what I will do
when she eats her fill of me
and leaves me devoured
and lost.