Time, ever changing, ever moving.

I’m learning to hate the distance between us
Seconds feel like hours and hours feel like days
A moment without your sensual haze
Is like an eternity living among Satan’s dust.
My essence patiently waits for times play
for your essence to quench my lust.

Karen Hayward ©2017

In and out the devil’s maypole.

Just playing about with nursery rhymes and words.

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In and out the deathly shadows,
In and out the deathly shadows,
In and out the deathly shadows,
the devil is your master.

Tippy tappy tap tap, he shall take your soul,
Tippy tappy tap tap, he’ll make that fire glow,
Tippy tappy tap tap,  and pain is all you’ll know.

In and out the chilling shadows,
In and out the chilling shadows,
In and out the chilling shadows,
He shall be your master.

Tippy tappy tap tap, the pain will make you scream,
Tippy tappy tap tap, you’ll lick his fingers clean.
Tippy tappy tap tap, you’ll always know he’s been.

In and out the devil’s maypole,
In and out the devil’s maypole,
In and out the devil’s maypole,
The devil is my master.

Karen Hayward ©2016