Lipstick Satan be my Valentine

Nothing wiggles like demon hips

To the Cthulhu rhythm as the twilight drips

And my armor's stripped from my pulpy frame

She smiles like a devil bathing in the blame

And my heart resurrects like the Frankenstein

Lipstick Satan be my Valentine

 

Show me twisted pleasure with a Cenobites calm

Extract my benediction with a firm steady palm

Psalms of sadism from a masochistic mouth

Praise with faith abundant; not one hidden doubt

Riding waves of hallelujah on a doomed bodyline

 

Instant addiction to the stir I taste

I'm just the black ambrosia on your altar of waste

And the ecstasy's laced with a sense of defect

As we plow headlong into the sinful wreck

Aroused, erect and ready to dine

Lipstick Satan be my Valentine

 

Lust is Ovid's opiate of the mass

And it pours through your eyes like lit stained glass

And I shatter in it's blaze like a nocturnal fiend

Baby revel in my ashes like a bear in the stream

 

Screams unholy from my swollen hot mind

Lipstick Satan be my Valentine

Lipstick Satan be my Valentine

Reviews

[Robert Francis Callaci]

Love it- made me laugh- I had many lipstick Satan's in my time-a fun poetic romp in the helllands


my warmest
bob