Delicious Torture

In a crowded space

Your touch is all I feel

A gasp in your direction

No longer sure what’s real

 

A tingle down my spine

As my insides begin to stir

The flying pigs, and big wigs

They all become a blurr

 

Your seduction is so simple

Yet effective in every way

I’m addicted to this torture

So weak to be your prey

 

-VSN

 

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