casual damnations

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

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