Your body
Now under my control/
To bend to my whim and will/
Possessiin
I’ve infiltrated the corners of your soul/
I’ll twist and turn your passion/
Tangle your fingers in the sheets/
Toes curled as your heart increases beats/
You thought you were in control/
Thought this was your choice/
Silly child, you never had a voice/
Simply the sexual prey/
Never once able to keep me at bay/
You’re the one that was caught/
But feels to good to catch your breath/
Only when I ordain it so/
I tell your body when yo stop and go/
Your orgasm is the lick, I am the key/
Once unlocked, then I’ll let you free/
You are forever under my control/
Oppression? No possession of your very soul/

Poetic Ice