Monday, January 18, 2021

Nefarious

Is it the way you look at me 
that sets my soul afire? 
Or the way you lightly touch my thigh 
that fills me with desire? 

Is it the poetry that you write 
that fills my heart and soul? 
Capturing my essence
keeps me under your control 

You touch all parts of my being 
and I’m completely under your spell 
Are you nefarious by nature? 
Or not guilty for this sweet hell?

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