Angel

Your desire has a way

of turning my soft hands

into claws

I am wrapped in ink

and the taste of you

thick and heavy

on every page of me

Haunted but holy

The depth of

my existence

is frightening

Darkness shrouds secrets

Coveted & buried

Chase meaning

through my metaphors

Taste the passion of my

language at the very tip

Wrap your tongue

around my senses

Let me taste

a piece of your mind

Dripping with rich desire

Slip deeper into my recesses

until the darkness enfolds you

Mingle with the night

I carry through each day

Become the secret

you can never conceal