Devil.

come a little closer
we’ll have some laughs and chat
the heat is building, building
mind if I sit on your lap

you sit calmly talking
and I talk back 
I think of your frayed belt
wrapped around my neck

come a little closer
see how far your calm can reach
I get up off my chair
this devil you can teach

I sit down on your lap
as you sit and smoke
you are the king of control
you I wanna de-throne

would you slap the brat
would dad be mad
if his little girl broke some rules 
if his little one was bad

sweet to imagine
your hands around my neck
tongues finally thrashing
smoke is on our breath

my tiny fingers clawing
deep in your hair and beard
legs wrapped round your waist
do you think that I would scream

come a little closer
I just wanna chat
the devil blushes and drops her gaze
but no, she’s not ashamed

Reviews

[Chris]

Chuckling here...sometimes we "own" the devil and some poor nilla dreamer tries to "rent" a breath.

[aLittlePain]

A dark and salacious piece. Has very seductive tone. Cleverly crafted. Thank you also for commenting on one of my pieces. Rach x

[JC]

The normalcy of debauched power shifting, tempting, flirtatious moments are fantastic. I like the glory of this evil.

[Jackie]

Wow!!! I feel like there is quite picture expressed by these words. Dark yet really quite fascinating. Thanks for the read.:-)

[Enigma Monster]

Thanks so much Jackie, appreciate the input:)