#WritcoPoemPrompt19
#love
#lust

Etch not unto her pliant flesh,
Cruel marks of your monstrous desire,
She bears your atrocities,
With silent rage,
Waiting to unleash her wrath...

For she lets you endulge,
With her soul solely offered,
As you leech all she can give,
Hammering beats you pummeled,
In return to her tamed,
Kindled heart you inflamed.

© MuyMuy

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