Statement

The rain hits my skin like acid

Peeling away the environmental slug that’s coated with ignorance

What I need is waiting

Perfectly still

Exquisitely hard

Waiting for what I alone can give

Others have tried

Others have died in their futile attempt

My little biter

Is not to be tame for others

Still obeys my direction

Wearing black is not a statement

It’s a requirement

Nothing pure and innocent is going to transpire tonight

Gone is the time he had to run

Come to me

Tonight is fleeting

My desire is not

(Hello fire starter’s, it has been a moment since I posted a poem like this. It is a two-part poem. Second part is obviously hotter. Let me know your there 😉