Tami Lynn Dickerson
I long to taste your perfect mouth,
The curve of which is pure seduction,
To stroke my fingers through your dark hair,
To taste the kiss of slow destruction.
You poison me, and I do not care,
I'm a victim of these dark obsessions,
I'm sinking into a sea of lust,
I'm driven to complete distraction.
Your eyes, so dark, and full of fire
Pierce clean through my forbidden soul
Though I try so hard to look away
My insatiable need has no control.