Poison Ivy

Take my wounds,
lick the grains of hate
that have infested themselves upon my flesh.
Lick my body, feel my lust, feel my body, too hot to touch.
I want you to surrender,
Oh this love of mine,
I want you tied down and helpless;
As I run my hands down your broken spine.
Cold, translucent,
does it really matter, not to me.
I'd have you
any day,
anywhere,
anytime.