Rain could pool in your hollow hip bones
Your collar bones could hold water
Which the lust driven imps
Would drink from
You are a woodland king
Bringing out the animal within me
Weave a flower crown to place on your
Lovely head
Complimenting your complex structure
I sink to my knees at your disposal
Only you could make me squirm this way
like maggots feeding upon decay
I felt the flutter in my stomach
The sudden sharp beat in my chest
You are a weakness blooming in my lungs
Vining through my veins
I am lost deep within your woods
But my king, won’t you let me go?
Just passing the time with this one, ya know quarantine? :)