I hope this poem isn't too suggestive...:wink: and I hope no one is offended by the religious-ness...
I wrote this in two minutes at 11pm last night, when a wave of inspiration just slammed into me! Does that happen to anyone else?
Devil-struck Lover
You play me like the Devil,
No escape from your haunting eyes,
An icy bolt shivers through my spirit
As I unravel the truth behind these lies.
So satisfied, yet this feels so wrong,
Gently, you press my buttons one by one,
But the Devil's fire flows through both our veins
Intertwined, you have never felt so strong.
But be wary, for not all is as it seems
You cannot judge a fallen book by its cover
For I am the snake that struck Adam and Eve
And soon you will be my Devil-struck Lover!
Into an apple, your fiery passion bites
Before long you strip down to my golden core,
One fleeting kiss, a second of bliss,
And your soul is sealed with me for evermore.
I wrote this in two minutes at 11pm last night, when a wave of inspiration just slammed into me! Does that happen to anyone else?
