HellA Poem by ChloeTempting the demon Amongst the fallen brethren. Beckon a finger and she comes willingly
“Come my little one…”
Evil is seduction to the consenting Chewing skin in contemplation Shadows mirror eyes of lusting flesh
Laced digits, mingled breath, slick skin Hell in its purest form, merging with insanity Molding and arching, human form reaches peak
“Say it. Say it now. I want to hear it.”
Whimpers emit as the demon smirks A finger is beckoned And she comes willingly
© 2013 ChloeAuthor's Note
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Added on April 5, 2011Last Updated on June 28, 2013 Tags: Romance, Pain, Relationships Author |