Oral Fixation

Shag or a fag
Either way I want Wickedness
Hot in my mouth
Or down south
Sensuality
Decadence
Deliver me
From mediocrity
Society
Bleed me like disease
Tease me a revelry
Of dance and depravity
Lock lips around a slim cylinder
Willing to enslave me once again and forever
Waiting for nothing and no one
It's a sin
To begin
To explain
Without pain
The need for the taste
Without waste of a breath
To taste death
The big or the little
I'm not fickle
I want it all
Down to the root
Without something between my lips
The point is moot