I'd like to thank the following scantily clad women for responding to my poetry the way Nature intended:
But I'm not concerned, because I still have two deadly sins to go and I've got a warm, fuzzy feeling about this next one. I'd ask you ladies to try to contain your excitement, but we all know that's not going to happen! Because the gloves are off. I purchased a whole new bag of adjectives from Ebay and I'm not going to leave any out.
Read it again, baby!
GREEDGifts surrendered in the dark,
you give me everything.
"More." A whispered command disguised as request.
I take you again.
You are soft and yielding,
a hot cocoon, my place of transformation.
But I am hard and demanding.
Obsessed and blind to the world,
a slave to my needs.
The weight of desire, always unquenched,
drives me to my knees;
at once your supplicant and master.
My battle cry, a whisper.
and you do.
and you will.
and I will always want more.