Mine to Compel

I lick the chops of promiscuity
A delectable disease
Incurable
Irreversible
I devoured the apple in one gluttonous gulp
A lustful monstrosity
So careless and free
INNOCENCE IS TRIVIAL, WHEN ONE CAN’T BE TAMED

I’m as wild as they come
Eating norms for breakfast
Tearing values to shreds
Rules are meant to be broken
And I leave them for dead

The saddle is in my hands
The charm is mine to compel
He can’t give you the works like I can
That rookie bitch hiding in his shell
Lost in the training wheels of inexperience
When you clearly have a god like me
Tangled in between your sheets

Trade all your silver for gold
I embody passion
A potion in the motion of my hips…
I am variety
With every taste that blooms from these superior lips

2012 Vincent Cuccolo