there is
a casual bit
of hell
in my every
slow stare
a taste of
promised sin
in the whispered
words sending
chills across
your tender flesh
a damnation
by flame
you cannot
deny yourself
the smallest
touch of pain
i can be your
gentleman devil
sending dreams
to haunt your
every waking thought
the nightmare
catching your
bated breath
making you shiver
despite the heat of
hellstreaked heavens
Oh this is so good!
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thank you ma’am.
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It’s my pleasure, always!
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