Nefertiti and the Nile
Cradled into your thighs
The heat is seeping out and onto him.
Kisses on the neck
An invisible necklace of desire
Lead to a doorway of panties soaked
Soaked to the black lace
Soaked into his pores
Moaning and sighing and smiling
No need for control
This little girl is a nymphomaniac
And this is what makes her whole.
Snakes are not poisonous
Thinking makes them so.
Rattle her with ravage to find remedy
You seek therefore you find enemies.
No amount of light can help you
Without a little darkness.
Fall into the swampy waters and place
On her, a harness.
You crave control
It appears you need to cut open your eyes
They’re broken into glossy fragments.
She is squirming under you.
Release the fury and burn the forests.
You desperately need a loss of a throne.
She is twitching at the thought.
She was tieing the thread
You raped the knot.
Petals are blooming elsewhere.
Her Scarlet skin is soothing
Meanwhile you are simply fuming.