For Chelsea.

Feel for me, want me, love me, abuse me, [consensually]
Hunger and thirst me like I do you/like the drunk who thirsts for liquor/except you hit quicker/I’m now your puss-oholic/clitoricaphiliacal/ my thoughts of you are maniacal
Now you're my addiction/like liquor and Good weed
Hooked on you like you’ve become my dope-fiend’s need
If you were into that kind of sh*t, I’d want to taste your [blood]
Sexually, I’m yours, I’ll do anything you want, romantically, and I’ll be everything you need
Psychotically, neurotically, you'll be everything I breathe
I’ll be yours/be mine, be with me
Let me lick you/and hit you [consensually]
Bite me [consensually]
And I’ll bite you [consensually]
I wonder sometimes how you taste [vampirically]
That and lick you [in the right places] to taste the nectar of your ejaculate
Don’t think with me, let your urges take over/ let the thoughts evacuate
Let me take you/Let me seduce you
Seduce me/reduce me to everything I am inside of me/primally/
Finally, someone to find both light and dark aspects wrapped in one
When I‘m with you, we have always had deviant fun
I’m in love with you/and in lust
Meet you I must, [in time]
Entice you; I have, [in rhyme]
F*ck you, I will, [in time]