Well this one is really out there....even for me! I am sorry it is so damn long...it just refused to be pared down, and what was I to do? It made me wonder what was truly more evil....a daemon going about the business for which it is fated....or....mankind's evil nature! In any event, I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to yer comments good or bad ......decide fer yourself, with my dark blessings.
ABOMINATION
She saunters down the sidewalk... Seeking stares and hungry glances... From scalawags and vagabonds... Eyes promising forbidden chances.
Glitzy dress cut up to there... Panties tucked inside her purse... Wicked smile upon her face... Her thoughts deliciously perverse.
Satan's mistress, slowly walking... Ferel eyes notice everything... Searching for a willing convert... A lover who can make her sing.
A man with liquor in his veins... One whose soul remains un-stained... A soul somehow that's still un-claimed... That she might taste, what his soul contains.
Suddenly her footsteps falter... She feels a flush rise in her cheeks... Forgotten passion rages through her... She's found the very thing she seeks.
Just ahead a man is walking... His back is all that she can see... Never has a mortal man... Made her burn, with such ecstasy.
Erotic images fill her mind... Dew gathers on her nether lips... Only thoughts that she might lose him... Allow such dreams to be eclipsed.
She notices then, he must have turned... While thoughts of carnal acts still churned... Within her mind, will she ever learn... Her fulfillment, must first be earned.
How could he vanish so completely... Lose himself within this crowd... Such actions vex this sultry daemon... They simply cannot be allowed.
To her surprise she feels the heat... This mortal who's eluding her... As he approaches from behind... Did she allow this to occur?
She gasps to feel his arms around her... Strong arms propel her through a door... And there he has her from behind... Upon some merchant's unclean floor.
She feels his seed erupt inside... Feels somehow she's been denied... It's probabally only wounded pride... She sets such ugly thoughts aside.
After all her clear intention... Had been to find one such as he... To do precisely what they've done... Though, not among foul floor debris.
She feels him stirring deep within her... Is it his wish to come again? His first words, whispered in her ear... "I promise you exquisite pain."
"You see, the seed I have emplanted"... "Within your heartless womb this day"... "I paid to have my seed enchanted"... "It will eat your very flesh away!"
"Remember as you slowly die"... "As you curse, and as you cry"... "My anger will not be denied"... "Because of you, my brother died!"
......decide fer yourself, with my dark blessings.
