Reckless incantations,
Spill blood and loneliness,
On my bedroom floor.
Her haunting,
Rips flesh,
And consumes fear,
With riveting tongue.
A nightly interruption,
With supple thighs seizing focus,
Eager teeth, tease ears,
Nails strip hope,
Under wet sliding lips,
A demon’s love,
Devours my soul.
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