I shall dwell in the abyss
of your soul.
With a devilish grin
I shall make myself at home.
Like the mating call in the wild
I will seek only you,
want only you.
I’ll be a temptress dressed in silks,
adorned in the scent of desire,
I shall be sultry to the eyes
as your lashes cast their shadow to hide your passion.
I am a vixen
wearing red
with lips to match.
You shall hear the laughter of innocence,
an irresistible combination
of adoration, adulation I bestow upon you.
I am unforgiving in my giving
you everything you want,
you need.
I will seduce you.
You will be grateful in the aftermath of an illustrious encounter
you shall seek me out again and again
and yet again.
You are my unwitting victim.
Helpless you shall be,
as you surrender yourself to me,
as I take pity on you.
I shall only claim victory
when you speak these three words to me…
I love you.
Jaz Gill ©