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The Rebirth of an Unholy Virgin (Co-written by IcarusVStheSun)
I smell the sweet iron
The taste of passion in your blood
You look me in the eyes
Tell me you ether want to die
Or live forever
The choice was made for me
When you submitted your body
Guess, for all it’s worth
I wouldn’t mind being
condemned to your love
If you promise to quench my hunger
I do not fear for what is to come
My body's quivering fear will soon
Become a craving hunger for lust
I feel the sharp pain of your teeth
Digging into my warm flesh with a
Sensation I have longed to possess
For, if this may be love take me
I will bow down to your knees and
Submit to my Dark Lord, lover
When my fangs penetrate your flesh
It’s a sensation better than sex
How your body slumps over my shoulder
as I take you into my castle of dead men
Natural sin no longer binds our hands
Now we can be free to be freaks
With you laid out on my bed
Come show me all your devotion
In the darkness of the dimly candle light room,
Our naked bodies become entwined in a forbidden dance
Hips moving, moans groaning, pleasure scented in the air
There is no finer sin than a mortals
love to the devils heart
You hold me in your arms, ready to change me
From the mundane mortal I once was
Oh how, if the angels damned me to hell, so be it
The taste of passion in your blood
You look me in the eyes
Tell me you ether want to die
Or live forever
The choice was made for me
When you submitted your body
Guess, for all it’s worth
I wouldn’t mind being
condemned to your love
If you promise to quench my hunger
I do not fear for what is to come
My body's quivering fear will soon
Become a craving hunger for lust
I feel the sharp pain of your teeth
Digging into my warm flesh with a
Sensation I have longed to possess
For, if this may be love take me
I will bow down to your knees and
Submit to my Dark Lord, lover
When my fangs penetrate your flesh
It’s a sensation better than sex
How your body slumps over my shoulder
as I take you into my castle of dead men
Natural sin no longer binds our hands
Now we can be free to be freaks
With you laid out on my bed
Come show me all your devotion
In the darkness of the dimly candle light room,
Our naked bodies become entwined in a forbidden dance
Hips moving, moans groaning, pleasure scented in the air
There is no finer sin than a mortals
love to the devils heart
You hold me in your arms, ready to change me
From the mundane mortal I once was
Oh how, if the angels damned me to hell, so be it
Published 15th Apr 2018
| Edited 16th Apr 2018
Author's Note
Just want to say thank you to IcarusVStheSun. She kills it every poem 😁 it’s wonderful to be able to work with her again.
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- Edited 11th Feb 2021 11:45am
15th Apr 2018 7:32am
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