A Night With the Devil

Disclaimer: I do not own the cover image.

He caught me whilst young,

So skilled with my tongue,

To worship his cock,

The key to his lock,

Leaving me open within,

Exposed to his sin,

Abandoned in kind,

Once plucked from the vine,

No words had he spoken,

Though he left me his token,

His seed in my womb,

My fate sealed on the loom,

Thus woven by fate,

His lusts did I sate,

His gift given in turn,

My soul did he burn,

Left with a babe,

His in naught but a name,

An heir to the throne,

‘Pon which all sins atone

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s