Tag: Rhythm

  • Author’s Note

    Silk & Sin explores the tension between surrender and temptation, weaving desire and mischief through every line. It’s a hymn to play, power, and the magnetic pull of shadowed devotion. Read it as you would a secret whispered in darkness—let the rhythm, wordplay, and intimacy carry you into the cathedral of indulgence and need.

    Rowan Evans


    Dark gothic scene with velvet drapes, candlelight, and silken shadows, evoking intimacy, passion, and secret devotion.
    Velvet, silk, and shadow—enter the cathedral of desire with Silk & Sin.

    Slim & Shady V: Silk & Sin
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    Silk drapes like smoke across my pulse,
    Whispers of you coil—sharp, soft, convulse.
    Fingers dig in where shadows hide,
    Every touch a claim, every gasp a tide.

    Sin hums beneath the skin, electric, alive,
    A trembling hymn where desire thrives.
    I yield, I shiver, I tremble, I burn,
    Your shadowed hunger pulling, a tether I cannot spurn.

    Velvet lips, silk slicing through the dark,
    A stolen sigh ignites a primal spark.
    Fingers weave secrets along my spine,
    In your chaos I melt, I writhe, I’m already thine.

    The night bends, a cathedral of sin,
    Every syllable tasted, every verse within.
    Temptation dances, fire entwined,
    Your laugh a whip, your touch a bind.

    I crave the sting of your unseen hands,
    The pressure of your will, the fire that commands.
    Silk wraps tight, sin burns slow,
    We are colliding, surrendering, letting go.

    Breathe me raw, drag me deep,
    Every whispered threat a promise to keep.
    The cathedral shudders beneath our skin,
    Hymns of lust, where darkness begins.

    I am your hymn, your sin, your willing pawn,
    Trembling devotion, my defenses gone.
    Each gasp, each shiver, a confession new,
    Every inch a surrender, written for you.

    Silk drips, sin coils, blood pulses in rhyme,
    Velvet edges sharpened, a taste of crime.
    I kneel, I writhe, I ache, I spin,
    Your kingdom of shadows—my cathedral within.


    🎭 Slim & Shady Series 🎭

    If you are interested in reading the whole series, find it here: The Slim & Shady Series

  • Author’s Note

    Velvet & Venom is an exploration of desire wrapped in shadows. It’s a hymn for the dominant, a confessional for the willing, and a celebration of the power, mischief, and seduction that lives in language itself. Read it as you would a secret whispered in the dark—let the rhythm, wordplay, and tension carry you into the cathedral of pleasure and devotion.


    Gothic, seductive figure in velvet, surrounded by shadows and smoke, representing dominance and erotic mystery.
    Velvet & Venom: A hymn of dominance, desire, and devotion in Rowan Evans’ Slim & Shady IV.

    Slim & Shady IV: Velvet & Venom
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    Velvet fingers curl—smoke around my pulse,
    Venom drips, your whispers—sweet, malicious, convulse.
    You don’t ask. You take. Command without a sound.
    Crown of shadowed silk, my surrender’s found.

    Your gaze—velvet, soft, edges sharpened, fine,
    Lesson in desire at forbidden line.
    Tongues of fire lick my spine, ignite my veins,
    Pleasure bleeds in cadence with your dark refrains.

    Possessive queen, midnight teeth like thorns,
    Every word a lash, every laugh a storm.
    I ache for the tilt of your head, the curl of your lip,
    A map of domination traced in whispered script.

    Velvet & venom—you drape, entwine, bind,
    Your shadowed hands paint fevered ink across my mind.
    I kneel in your chaos, devout, undone,
    Martyr of midnight in the cathedral of your fun.

    Pulse. Breath. Gasp.
    I am yours. Yours. Yours.
    Velvet crush, venom bite,
    Twisted dark, jagged light.

    Hands, teeth, fire, silk—
    I crumble, I coil, I wilt.
    Shadowed laugh, hymn, tease,
    I melt, I ache, I freeze.

    Venom drips, velvet binds, velvet steals,
    Every inch, every gasp, every secret feels.
    Your dominance hums low—soundless, tight,
    Sharp edges, soft sin, twisted delight.

    I am tethered, undone, drenched in your command,
    Venom and velvet sculpted by your hand.
    Twist, turn, catch me where I fall,
    Your laughter—a bell, a trap, a call.

    I collide in rhythm, echoing your sin,
    Velvet & venom—the dark hymn begins.
    Breathe me in. Write me down. Let me bleed.
    Trace your tongue in rhyme, fulfill the need.

    Velvet crush, venom kiss,
    Midnight’s grip, dangerous bliss.
    Hands claim, teeth tease,
    Darkness bends, I freeze.

    I am yours. Completely,
    Shadowed, bent, entreaty.
    Each gasp a beat, each shiver a rhyme,
    Twisted devotion, sacred in time.

    Venom drips in rhythm with your art,
    Each syllable a stroke across my trembling heart.
    Velvet crushes, binds, seduces, steals,
    Every gasp, every inch, every secret feels.

    Your dominance hums in the low vibration of night,
    Sharp edges, soft sin, thrill of bite.
    Tethered, undone, drenched in your hand,
    Velvet & venom—your command, my brand.

    Twist, turn, catch me where I fall,
    Your laughter—a bell, a trap, a call.
    I am colliding in rhythm, echoing your sin,
    Velvet & venom—the dark hymn begins.

    Breathe me in. Write me down. Let me bleed.
    Trace your tongue in rhyme, fulfill the need.
    Possessive queen, velvet mistress, wicked flame,
    I kneel in devotion, whispering your name.

    Velvet & venom. Inked across my skin,
    Each gasp, each shiver—a testament to sin.
    I am yours, utterly, fully, without retreat,
    Hymn of dominance—the beat of your heat.

    Devout in shadows, fervent in fire,
    A willing vessel for every dark desire.
    Velvet & venom, your kingdom, your creed,
    I bleed, I burn, I worship, I heed.


    🎭 Slim & Shady Series 🎭

    If you are interested in reading the whole series, find it here: The Slim & Shady Series