Her…
She came and went,
Wow - I feel spent.
She twisted and turned
My mind and brain
She is full of fire and flame
but I don’t feel burned.
I feel great regardless of the sun or rain.
Her words and thoughts provoke
Im caught up in a flirt
Trying not to choke
Not a speck of dirt
A hint of danger
A sea of emotion and smiles, is she leaving?
Not a stranger
She is a demon
Eyes beaming
Losing control and thinking
Therefore I am
Never blinking
A picture of her is a blessing
Trying to count
My defence is crumbling
Trying to mount
Thinking of us
I know she is my succubus.