THE CLOSET MYSTIC

I am a vampress,

A seductress,

Unholy temptress — 

A sinful magnet,

I pull you near,

I sink my teeth in — 

And licking my lips,

I taste your soul,

In all its sickness — 

There’s notes of regret,

Such sweet sorrow,

But no forgiveness —

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And do I taste shame,

Long tucked away,

None to bear witness?

Share with me this fruit,

Taboo sweetness,

Tainted, forbidden —

Psychic transference,

Through the nether,

Escapes your freedom —

Orgasmic embrace,

Desire’s now,

Your condemnation.

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Though you enter me,

Who’s it doing,

The penetration?

Can you feel my fangs,

That feast on your,

sweet desperation?

I’ve taken your will,

I feel it spill,

OH, my favorite…

The siren does call,

Alluring men,

So pure, so flagrant —

They dance in time,

To my succubine,

Hypnotic cadence.