anxiety in a smile that liesit is nervous and tightthere is no room for a gigglea snicker escapes its prisonsarcastic to the bonebrittle by light of dayexhausted by noonseverity in the clockmocking me with its ability to stoptrapping me...

  Touching the dark I move closer to youwicked indulgence, my craving for youa lusty desire to seduce.  Captivated, you look at me with hungerthe night is jealousand pushes shadows onto my soul, where you look deeplyand realize the demomess I amprovoking...