Broken Girl

when i look
into her eyes
she hesitates
and looks away
but she seems wrong
and fucking cracked
in a sexy
kind of way

she acts so innocent
Catholic and good
but drops to her knees
just when she should
she plays hard to get
and teases my lust
but i shall forebear this
if i must

when she grabs my hair
and pulls me in
her back's arched up
as i drown in sin
her breasts they heave
her hips they press
against my face
as i do the rest

then when i'm done
she turns around
and pulls my body
to the ground
she climbs on top
and rides it high
to moaning winds
on pitch black skies

but when we're done
her eyes show fear
"what happens now?"
but i whisper
in her ear
"my love, my slave
you lust
and i crave
so you'll own me
and you'll be mine
cause i need a broken girl
and you'll do fine."