Midnight Shadow.
Velvet cream.
Tell me, honey—
can I taste your dream?
Can I paint your wicked scream?
I promise not to rush—
just bite your lip
and hush.
I’ll devour your desire
sweet and slow.
I’ll devour your fire,
leaving you smiling
in the afterglow.
Don’t move too fast—
count to three.
Close your eyes
and feel me.
Don’t scream my name.
Just whisper… pull me closer,
and let’s begin
this wicked game.
