To taint you.

I dare say I'm trapped, suffocated by the vines of my fastidious recklessness.
I hate the haste that invites me to madness; my thin patience then gone.
The fire in my body wants to reach you, the flames lick you and make you let go.
Your vague innocence despairs me, haves me wanting and waiting.
Can you touch me like you've never before?

Do you know the embrace of a woman? Have you felt the candor too?
If not, I'm here to incite you, perhaps try you...I want your purity away.
I'll be the one to turn you, to drive you mad, to taste you bad
so sinfully and disgracefully and morph you into a man.

Trace your hands up my hips, caress the swell of my waist,
whisper in my ear sweet tortures, kiss your way to my heart.
Detect the pulse in my veins, awake the desire in my womb:
shed your feathers, grace yourself with indulgence...
I'll show you how gratifying this can be.

Desperately, wantonly. Seduce me, boy.