Harrow

My metal fanged demon wants to do me harm.
So I ask him to make me bleed,
do somersaults in his charm.

My slick skulled joker wants to see me cry.
So I’ll let him mark my throat,
He hits me where I lie.

My claw footed courter wants to hear me scream.
So he’ll punish me until I sleep,
then drag me from my dream.

My pale skinned suitor wants to taste my skin.
So I twist and arch the way he likes,
bare everything I can.

My long lean lover has a need to sin.
So I appease sinister appetites,
repent to make him grin.