Genevieve

"Let me erode you, make yourself vulnerable as the rain that falls faithlessly, 

Right now, just for me. 

Please me with the shedding of your noblesse self, 

Conflicted between shame and artful grace. 

I want you to be sickening, 

Your destructive pleasures lain bare before my tasting of you. 

Do not look me in the eye, I have been dealt a great agony, 

And it was she that did this to me, 

I will make love to her through you, 

But I promise you, 

The weight of my pain will be the pleasure you've been haunted by. 

Start slow.."