Convince me
with a press of lips,
and map my curves
with finger-tips.

I can't remember
where I've been.
But I have long
since given in,
Trading kisses
in the dark,
Letting passion
leave its mark.

Make me arch- and
make me scream,
walk the lines
around extreme
Just pin me down.
and kiss my neck,
It doesn't matter.
It's only sex.

Inspire something,
So I can feel.
I know it's wrong.
It isn't real.
So for a while
Set me ablaze.
With only bruises
that last for days.

-But-
I'm a doll.
And you're a toy.
We can't create.
So we destroy.
Twist me 'til
I succumb.
And we abhor
What we've become.