Only An Inch

Give me and inch, I'll take a mile.
I'll do all to steal you smile.
Come to my room by my guile.
Sit with me there to stay a while.

I'll give your lips a different twist,
Breath on you my darkest mist,
Find your strongest yearning list,
Create in you a putrid cyst.

I'll give you some rotten meat,
Served with sultry sugar sweet.
You will take this tortuous treat,
Never knowing of your defeat.

I will do this, pretty eyes,
Become I am the Prince of Lies.
You will fester 'mongst fetid flies,
And none will hear your feeble cries.

Come to me, yes, right there.
Sit over in that comfy chair.
Yes, the blade is cold and bare,
But sit on it. See how you fare.