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Prey
Lust on her mind
As she entered and knelt
Seemingly contrite,
Ready to confess
And peace for her soul
To find.
The young priest,
Object of her desires
Behind the partition
Ready to listen, forgive
And bless.
Her honeyed voice
He heard,
Heard her begin to pray
As she began with
A smooth tongue
To move around his mind
And lure her prey.
As she entered and knelt
Seemingly contrite,
Ready to confess
And peace for her soul
To find.
The young priest,
Object of her desires
Behind the partition
Ready to listen, forgive
And bless.
Her honeyed voice
He heard,
Heard her begin to pray
As she began with
A smooth tongue
To move around his mind
And lure her prey.
Published 23rd Aug 2020
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