The Devil's Daughter
The Devil's Daughter
The sweetest lips,
The softest kiss,
Her velvet tongue,
And heated breath.
The darkness of her beating heart,
Under snow white skin and heaving breasts.
The wanton soul,
Her lust filled pleasures.
An earthly mannequin so divine.
Her deviant mind, plucking out hearts,
With a sharpened quill of porcupine.
Stomach bared, the sunken treasure,
her piercing eyes, and warm caress.
An aching heart,
A tortured soul,
The cathartic silence,
And emptiness.
Taking wings into the fire,
The eternal abyss,
Her painless slaughter.
Sliding into deeper waters,
So sinful is the Devil’s daughter.
Copyright Taun A. Richards 2016
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