SuccubusA Poem by She comes, when I call her Buttons.This one might take you alittle on the dark side. A sort of sinister lust.If I promised to kiss you deadly would you let me near your neck to dance my tongue on wicked flesh and cure my inner leck
If I promised to make it painless Could I burrow in your thoughts Scratch and claw into your mind In search of whats not sought
If I promised to kill you gently and inhale your peachy scent Can I lay you down forever under Stop dreams of slow descent
If I promised to kiss you deadly and savor those soft sweet lips Would you sell your soul and end your life to feel my leather whip
© 2011 She comes, when I call her Buttons.Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on May 26, 2011 Last Updated on May 26, 2011 AuthorShe comes, when I call her Buttons.Pleasanton, KSAboutMy litterary works of art explain everything anyone would need to know. Read it. Make your own assumptions. Take a look through my eyes. more..Writing
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