I have never loved
the neat and the clean
or the sweetness
in which you want to be seen
for I know you, real and raw.
You hide a pack of untamed beasts
dangerous
like the unspoken truth
that can cause a catastrophe.
Let me in without worry
and let me smile
as I see the demon in you
being pretentious all the while.
Over and over I surrender
to your demon
that possesses me, all,
in mind, body and soul.
For I have always loved
call it lust, if you please,
the storm
the turbulence
the dirty savage ways
of your vile and
untamed beasts.
