the seductress effect

 
blood over bruises
cut me with words so vicious
Kremlin colored skin cries out for something real
insidious nature still believes I will submit to him
the only one who truly knows me
 
the marrow of my soul is in the secrets woven through history
a man envisioned me while savoring a cunt of another
with truth he fucked her
she left him cold inside
 
then he saw me  
a flicker on the horizon
the darkness hardened
his mind perversion
lust's greed understood in the body of another
 
knowledge times three
vowed I would be his in the eternity
the clock spun backward, eons chronicled
he time-traveled to the first whispers on the winds  
where his vision materialized
manifested a flesh woman
 
a Goddess still in my youth
he captured me here
with care grooming me to be what he most desire
a concubine, a whore, but a warrior
one who would fight bitterly with him
bringing to fruition all he longed for in a lover
 
evolving in power I have become dangerous
he slowly walks the perimeter around me
I will not submit to his thoughts
he will be honorable in his intentions
or I will destroy him