Duality

Poem no. 21 | Undress the Irony

I want to undress your mind,

Seduce you with kind',

Bend over your reality,

Make you question your morality.

I wanna make love to your every thought,

So to resist you cannot;

Your body to shiver,

Your knees to touch the love river.

Your neck I will kiss,

My lips you will miss.

And then you will utter my name,

Hoping it will not be in vain.

I can turn your demons into mist

But mine, I cannot resist.

This is the irony

Of one's self-worth tragedy.