Lecher

Pouring salt,

rub the skin as if it might remove the excess.

And then, feeling for the smoothness that lay within.

Sprinkles of sugar,

excess of sweetness too good for the times of later dates.

And then, lick the icing off until it burns down the throat.

She is the thing of blackened dreams.

The mental anguish she brings is a burn that can't be reprieved.

Torturous agony, she brings on again. Tempting me, tempting me until I come undone.

Bleed into me.

Bleed the full length of your needs into me.

Despite the desire stretching long into my belly, dig into me.

Take me on the ride I know you never meant it to be.

And I can hear her, hear her sing to me.

Break my heart, bend me over backwards to bring her into me.

She wants to be my muse.

And I want to tell her no, but the word is used against me.

Playing on her vengeance so...

Bleed into me.

Bleed the full length of your desires into me.

Despite the gnawing ache of desire, pouring from your soul, dig into me.

Take me on the ride I know you unintentionally paved for me.