I’m the fire you chase, the sin you crave,
Whispered heat that bends and breaks, makes knees cave.
Fingertips tracing your secret desire,
Igniting dark flames, stoking fierce fire.

Velvet whip lashes — cruel, soft, and sweet,
Bodies entangled where hunger and pleasure meet.
Lips claim the night with a venomous bite,
Devouring daylight, ruling your night.

I’m the pulse pounding beneath your skin,
Forbidden fruit dripping with sin.
In this savage dance, I hold the crown,
Make you beg, make you drown.

Four plays deep in the garden of lust,
Every touch a vow, every breath combust.
Exotic, primal, raw to the core,
I’m the crave you burn for, Masindi Kej, and so much more