before thee, they always have gone
abandoning me, yet i've lingered on
no mercy for me i am craving hell-spawn
always this nightmare without a dawn
yes, my endless midnight where i've wandered alone
silly sad silky siren shiverless like stone
an acient trinity me; maid mother crone
keeping as an outsider this no danger zone
so if in my arms thou wish to gasp
just know is only thee i'll clasp
there is no key, no bolt or hasp
when around thee my legs i clasp
i am your flower, thou art my wasp
i am your fire, thou art my wood
consuming thee when i'm in the mood
understood?
i return the favor of thou teasing me
now, come to me, as i await thee...
for i find thy devestating flattery
shatters me, it matters me
awakens fresh thirst, is this then a curse?
no curse or get worse to love thee in verse
for soon thee will know my core
sir, i could never ask for more
then what thee have gave
signed, your wanton enslaved
18 September 2007
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