She wants,
The passion of the Christ to ejaculate
Apon her face, in disgrace
Forgotten, being the first
Fates mirrored with Lilith's,
It wouldn't take long,
Whore of Babylon!
Dark red wine, rapture sublime!
Alluring intoxication,
Head drunk with my kiss
I capture your fascination,
Snake charmer I
Wooed by swaying hips
Wet red lips, your control dies
You tell me of your Savior
The one whom surrounds himself
In an aura of silver and blue
Your words taunting
Eyes, haunting
Hunter becomes prey
We lay...
Tell me again Master
Why I must,
Lay apon this onyx alter?
You talk about faith to our lord
Souls reborn, coming of a new Aeon
Of enlightenment and true free will
Still...
Why am I bound in leather?
You persist, others assist
All in black robes
Daggers shimmer in the full moons maniacal glare
Blinding realization!
Dagger delves deep....Eternal sleep
A contest entry
- Sacrificial Offering by Luciferian Aeon.
2233 points, ended May 12, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Well penned, amazing imagery and chilling ambiance. Small wonder this garnered the gold. The last stanza prepares the reader and the last line....artistic perfection. Kudos!
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Great write, a story brillantly told. I could see myself there as things happened. The way you took the picture and made a story out of it was almost exactly as I was looking for.
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Brilliant write. Good story and perfectly offered. This has to be a winner.
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damn its a good job i aint religious, stunningly disturbing, well written, drags you kicking and screaming into its core, love this very very much.
by the way if you ever start a religious cult, sign me up.
Michael
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Thanks!!! I kinda liked it myself. And if I do start a cult your be one of the first to know!
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