Sitting on a barstool, I watch you eye me…
Crossing my legs slightly, I watch your eyes follow.
You’re making this so easy for me
Tonight, I will feed. I will sup on your desire
Sliding off the stool, skirt hiking up even more
I walk towards you. Want to dance?
Not bothering to hide my amusement at your stuttering
or the way you puff out with pride. Have your fun...
dear~ Come now, hands here... Sliding your hands to my hips
... and lower. Smiling charmingly, I flirt with you.
Teasing now, I slowly seduce your mind and body
Flaming your desire for me higher and higher, more
till this dance only adds to the agony of your throbbing want
Off the dance floor, no space for thoughts... perhaps except,
of how much you would like to slide close, into me
No space to breathe... the air on fire it seems to you.
Feeding off your desire I sparkle and shine, drawing even more eyes
You are mine now! No way to escape...
Away we go, somewhere alone... We slide into one another alright
You slide into me as I slide a knife between your ribs.
You have allowed yourself to sin, to fall to lust.