The Beauty and the Narcissist


I want to wrap my body around you,
like silk
I will weave my sultry seems to fit your soul.
Embedded in your aura,
I yearn to escape control.


Legs around
Open and abound


I defy your arctic,
indisposed,
beating,
bloody heart.


Steal my flesh,
fingers trace the contour of my breast.
Sinful sweat that melodically bleeds off your back.
disposed from his mind
The narcissist will forget


Submerged in your disease
The Succulent smell of your chest
Abandonment of my degraded flesh


Conducting you on my podium
Orchestra of orgasms
Soft noise tiptoes
reverberation arises
I scream


Abdomens collide
Tone deaf eruption
The musician of my eyes


Explore the flame
Direct shame
Its semitone wilted pain
Shedding you out of my veins


Desiccated and dirt free
This beauty has met her king
Its horror
Makes the sturdy
Weak in the knees


My tongue runs down your torso
I taste your concern
Lapping up the fear
In my suitable position
Bent and curved


You are my rose
With withered petals
And sharpened thorns,
You tear into my skin
So beautiful you are
But so hurtful within