These hands are cold
That insidiously
Cling to your throat
As they make their way up your neck
Your lips unfold
Fingers forced down past your tongue
As you gag and choke
Know now that you're owned
Give in. Lie down.
The trees outside tremble against the wind.
Just like your body does every time I touch your skin.
Shivers and spasms everywhere I place my hand.
Convulsive madness excites me to no end.
I'm obsessed. All the time I've spent
Reaping the benefits of your innocence.
