duct tape wounds on her heart
she wanted this
as much as I didn’t
she
please me
please you
I can tell by the look in her bright porcelain eyes
As they shed those dirty girl tears
I can tell by the muffled screams of her pleasure
and mine
the DNA of my modus
the venom of my Eros
betraying my passage through this valley
of the shadow of death
the Phoenix rises
the erection of this reality
begging for me to ravage in all the ways
that I violate her soul
this is her fault
I wouldn’t have done it
if she wasn’t begging me to do
how I do
I give I take
we make love and I go
taking this black heart with me
don’t play like you didn’t want it
