Evil Angel Pt.2
Enthralled in the moment
....I am taken.
Breathe your wicked pleasure.
Speak to my demons.
Lost in your seductive torment,
your hands can do no wrong.
Unmerciful.
Unrelenting.
Bleed me of my inhibition.
Spit it out.
Caress my carnality.
I will fill you.
Move with me.
We will stamp on the rooftop,
of what was once our hell.
For we are our heaven tonight.
Move with me.
Feel me, find you.
Let me tug on the reigns of your volatility.
....We will erupt this eve.
-James Kelley 2010©
Copyright © James Kelley | Year Posted 2010
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