wicked

she is my darkest
pleasurably deadly serpent
with dazzling eyes
slippery tongue
shiny inviting fangs
spilling radiant colored
thick creamy venom
that would surely reach my spines
while still her tongue though
little seemed like whips
hissing all my bleeding insides
probably conquering my brain
that is full of her echoing essence like
deep great burgeoning big spells
of satisfying hypnotism that
would somehow will empty
my pockets from the loosening
zipper of my petrified body
along with some other
frisky bachelors of that bar
but I do not care
whether I had been knocked
down with her mysterious
looks one time and another like
the time i sporadically
gone insane with
her ever naughty glances
or rather jinxes that
have made my pants even tighter
i once claimed her secretly
to crawl within me
just one single moment
that i accepted her venom
letting her tongue
hiss personally to me
hearing and absorbing
her spells even more
even if i may got petrified again
even if i may got sick.