deepundergroundpoetry.com
goddess of whores
hang down your head, dream killer
eat the stars that stain the sanguine meadows of heaven
shanghai me – then barricade the iron gates of paradise
– drag me to hell –
waltz me across the embering coals of your brimstone
dancefloor, till my boots melt
seduce me with your lion eyes –
roar your bedroom lullabyes
you are Erycina, queen of prostitutes
pervert my obeisance with the spill of your wine
ensure my madness by the burning of entheogenic myrtle
teach me that orgasm’s meridian is epiphanized,
not in the pleasure of it,
but in the violence
love me after midnight, where the darkness anonymizes
my infamy, and my secrets are exposed
in the icy flames of mere lust
guide me by the fire in your eyes to the trine tunnels
of your tainted beauty – a trove of treasures that
any man may take – and every man will
torment my anguished heart with your boudican
lovesong – you goddess! – you whore!
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 14
reading list entries 4
comments 11
reads 1537
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.