Drawn to you

I am drawn to you.

I want to feel your soft and silk skin under my fingertips.

I want to feel each Goosebump, the irregularity, your warmth.

I want to taste your full lush lips, lick them suck them, bite them. 

I want to feel your tongue dance with mine, fast, rough, hungrily .

I want to feel your body pressed against mine, no space between us.

I want to feel your breathe, your heartbeat, your pulse.

I want to inhale your scent into my lungs like an intoxicating flame.

I want to hear you scream my name in fear, in anger, in lust.

When you finally realize that I wrapped you around my finger.

That I used you, and manipulated you.

That I seduced you and betrayed you.

That I forced you on your knees to obey me.

Cry your bloody tears, for it's to late.

I am drawn to you, because you have let me in.

You opened your heart and soul for darkness.

Begged for freedom and wealth. 

For a few days you got your wish, now its time to pay.

Your soul will be your way out.

Your blood shall turn into the finest wine.

Your flesh, a meal for hungry rats and flies.

Your heart, a burning pit of loss.

I am drawn to you because you spoke my name.