Poetry by Rowan Evans

Author’s Note

Slim & Shady: After Dark is where wordplay and rhythm slip fully into the sensual, unapologetic, and explicit. While the earlier pieces toy with wit, cadence, and Gothic shadows, this poem dares to bring desire to the forefront—fusing the playful energy of lyrical experimentation with the raw intimacy of lust, obsession, and confession.

This piece is a celebration of language’s erotic potential: how a pun can tease, how rhythm can seduce, how metaphor can blur the line between tongue and ink. It is mischievous and audacious, but also deeply Gothic in its devotion—the cathedral of shadows, roses, and ruin transfigured into something sensual, dangerous, and alive.

If Roses & Ruin was the plunge into darkness, After Dark is the plunge into the body—where word becomes touch, rhythm becomes breath, and poetry itself becomes an act of intimacy.

— Rowan Evans

Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics

Slim & Shady: After Dark
Poetry by Rowan Evans

I’m slim, I’m shady, prowling your desire,
Velvet shadows twist, setting lips on fire.
Fingers like haikus, teasing each line,
Tongue like a pen, scripting you mine.

I’m a cunning linguist, cunnilingus in rhyme,
Touch lingers like verses, suspended in time.
I could melt you with digits alone,
But my tongue writes sonnets across flesh and bone.

Pun dealer, word-wrangler, devourer of sound,
Every syllable sparks, every rhyme unbound.
I bend words like rivers, twist metaphors tight,
Obsession in motion—a feast in the night.

Petals and thorns, roses of sin,
I drip chaos, let the wicked games begin.
Your moans are my meter, your breath my beat,
Every echo a rhyme, every gasp a feat.

I license mischief with a semicolon’s tease,
Crossword hearts shivering, begging for release.
Velvet knives of devotion, punctuation in play,
I pun your ecstasy, then steal it away.

I slip in your shadows, glide on your curves,
Turn whispers to syllables, passion in swerves.
Fingers lace riddles, tongue spins the tale,
Ink and lust commingled, never frail.

I rhyme, I jest, I twist, I ignite,
A Gothic rhythm pulsing through the night.
Slim, shady, sly—the architect of your moan,
Every verse a key, every line a throne.

Devotion in chaos, mischief in lust,
I write you in shadows, inked in trust.
Pun-dripped, passion-laced, dark and obscene,
In the cathedral of After Dark, I am queen.

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