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Bondage

 
I count them  
There is a rhythm  
Your Heart beats in Morse code  
Calling my name  
In dashes  
My pheromones invade you  
Like a warm mist  
Drifting inside your pores  
You inhale me...  
Exhale you  
I am your phantasm manifest  
Your secret Satan  
My voice dances on your skin  
Follicles celebrate  
Nerves tingle to my baritone  
You give body as dowry  
A gift from your Soul  
Your eyes testify unholy desires  
I have come to claim you  
My forked tongue pry open your lips  
Slithering around yours  
Taste my nectar  
And surrender me your chastity  
I see your nipples  
Tender  
Erect and...  
Full of envy  
I spit 'pon them  
Anoint them with my fluids  
Lick them  
Bite them  
I see steam rise  
A call from between thighs  
Restless  
Twitching  
I bury my mouth in your pit  
Splitting fine hairs  
Exposing your pink pearl  
She stiffens from my wet kisses  
Grab onto my horns  
As my forked tongue slips through your hole  
Licking your Soul  
Greed is your sin  
You must be purged by the darkness  
Hanging between my legs  
Ankles shackled to bedpost  
Wrists bound  
My ritual...  
I give you a sip of His wine  
Pour it 'pon your face  
And splash 'pon your crotch  
Christening your bud...  
Now prepared for the sacrifice  
My snake hardens into staff  
I part your heavenly waters  
Moans pierce the air  
Deeper I dig  
Stretching you  
Stroking you  
Moans grow louder  
Neighbors pray for you in silence  
You grip sheets  
Your only hold to reality  
Feeling yourself  
Sink into the depths of ecstasy  
Squirming  
Thighs quivering  
Your body repents  
"Oh God" you cried  
Too late  
No salvation now  
I have stolen you from Him  
Possessed you  
You are now in servitude to me  
And you hate me  
You hate your obsession for me  
Of this vile bondage to me  
Cursing me as I brand you mine  
All through the night  
Your silken truth  
Saturates the bed  
Your eyes roll back  
Consciousness lost  
Last waking thought...  
Your G spot renamed in my honor  
And an apple placed beside your pillow  
....As my red mist dissipates  
And floats outside your window.....
 
 
Written by Naajir
Published
Author's Note
Repost from 2011
One of my first attempts at dark poetry
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