secrets circle your irises like silver linings
and i'm not sure whose they are
because i feel like i give away everything
when i manage to meet your gaze

secrets play around your lips like silver
smoke
and i'm not sure whose they are
because i feel like i give away everything
when i open my mouth

secrets adorn your fingers like silver rings
and i'm not sure whose they are
because i feel like i give away everything
when you touch me

name it
ask it of me
i'll give it to you gladly

I see him dancing
Like hell's flames
Oh, those candy lips
Never leave

Like hell's flames
The devil of love
Never leave
I couldn't bear it

The devil of love
If I ever lost those lips
I couldn't bear it
Hold me in your pyre

I see him dancing
Hair of smoke
Oh, those candy lips
Come to me

Your eyes speak to me,
Whisperings of lust,
I view the tragedy,
With my love fufilled eyes.

Satan is tired from all the blames;
You're the one that sinned,
Not the evil lonely him.
Don't say you were tempted—
All he does is howl
Like his tortured crowd.
His whispers are loud,
Far from a soft mistress' moans.
He's not the one to boast
Nor does gold glitter in his eyes—
Only flames and sacrifice.
He's the full wrath of evil,
And he has a God to defeat.
He doesn't care if fools like hell's heat.

You love
My rolls
And my curves
And my lumps
And my scars
I don't know why
But
You do

You kiss my cheek
And my forehead
And my fingertips
And my lips
I don't know why
But
You do

You desire my mind
And my soul
And my body
I don't know why
But
You do

You hold my hand
And my waist
And my face
And my hips
I don't know why
But
You do

You want me
And need me
And crave me
And yearn for me
I don't know why
But
You do

Love does not stare at me
love that fills the lungs and steals the breath
of those who find their perfect match
and share a bond that never ends.

A magnificent surge of energy
that lasts for days and months and years
a source of joy and happiness
until it ruptures,
thrown onto the ***** pile.

They fall for lust instead of love
they don't discern its subtle tricks
their hearts beat out of sync and slow
they feel a pang, they think it's love.

It starts out fine, but soon they see
the truth behind the false pretense
no Lilies, no Valentine - just desire, a ****** one.
They build a physical bond; un-washable glue.

They crave their touch, they need their kiss
they look for someone else to fill
the void inside their lonely hearts
but never feel the lust they miss

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in crimson breath i draw your image,
ruby rogue, apple temptation.
temptation, yes temptation.
GOD
I want to swallow you whole
and keep you in the pit of my stomach
I want to rip your skin open
and see your true face
I want to fuse my soul with you
even if it stains me red

Dear Rogue, come ****** my heart out
thief that you are, of my innocence
and my days of apathy
Color me, even in blood
For I would rather bear your mark
than remain an empty canvas

Dear Rouge, know you are the apple of my eye,
the source of my passion,
the greatest possession I have known.
Your image lingers,
I cannot resist.

I do not want to resist.

I want to float awash in your torrent.
And lose myself in it.
Cast my visage off like skin,
that we may be naked and kindred in exposure.
And hungry, still.
That we may devour each other.
Consume each other.
Consummate each other.

I want to **** your cherry.
Bad metaphor, I know, but such are the workings of passion.

I want to want.
And I want to want more. To covet.
For you I would sin and burn in elation.

So, R., what would you do for me?

I want you to steal my heart and claw it open till it bleeds a sea of rouge

to be lasted over, but never met.
to be desired fiercely, but never held.
a fantasy. a fetish.
they see you as a threat.

they dream the dream of your idea,
all you represent.
they reach to touch you freely,
but flinch when you touch back.

because they feel it:
your wholeness is too heavy
to carry on their back.
your layers too tangled
to play with just one thread.
your words anchor too deeply
to catch in fishing nets.

you scare.
you amaze.
you trigger.
so they retreat instead.

they give up before even trying
to walk a mile with you.
because they see
the space you take
just being you.