Wicked Games

Tempt me not devil with an angels face
For I know this game all to well
I've played it myself a time or two
And I don't like to lose
Time to toss the halo and say to hell with reason
Dance naked among the flames
Allow them to lick at the exposed skin of your soul

Such a sweet seduction
Go ahead, expose your demons
I'll piece together the rest
Tease and torment with long looks in dim light
I enjoy this game the best

Stroke the ego with lazy touches
A whisper of razor sanity
A brush of finger tips to scramble the pulse beneath the grip
Touch and torture the sweetest form of sin
Torture by captivating the mind with riddles and questions that need no answer

Bite back the need to savor
Shackle the desire with heavy chains
Force back the longing and give that knowing smirk
A matter of time and choice
It's still yours to make, it always was
Worry not of regret that's a Fools mistake
Forget reason and embrace the pain
I find fulfillment in these wicked games we play

If only a taste
Lips brush and meet, a secret no one will know
The feel of rough hands on heated skin
Just a taste I beg of you.. the flavor that will linger
A moment, one fleeting moment
To forget until alone and tormented
Unleash it then, that memory of your lips upon my skin
Your fingers tugging back my hair to expose the pulse throbbing

Oh these wicked wicked games
A thought can only go so far
You've a body of a warrior
To stroke and tease and taste
Something to bit and nip and claw
I've a body riddled with scars and curved with aged perfection
To tempt and tease
Learn the curves as I learn the lines of yours

Just a fleeting thought.. a moment to unleash in the darkness
My hand travels down, alone in this moment
Remember these wicked games
And my flavor upon your lips
Remember it for later.. for now.. back to reality.
The next move is yours sir...