contempt

 
inside the greed greet sin
speaking parables of want
it is with deep desire I rise
onto the atmospheric pulse

lover over soul do you yet require?

lending yourself to pain
a masochistic affair of the heart
who with needy lust does speak

it is an internal storm
that cannot be silenced
infernal prayers of sanctuary go unanswered
so it rages with burning fascination

a messiah of passion pursues
perusing your diary of shame
a great delight to his eyes
feasting on your fetishes
dining on your doubts

controlling his stoic need
he casts you as a harlot of want
who is below his contempt

a mistress of disdain
so corrupt of morals
he sees her a whore