Nisha ( See me )

Each time my soul is hit with a flicker of anguish I quiver from that thoughts that guides inside my mind of being taken advantage of by demon who only seek to destroy my body and not make love to my soul. I ask anytime I am penetrated that they leave a mark on me of love so that my soul may devour a good luscious spirit take me hold me make me gold polish me and make me know but never forsake me give me all of you