Thy Empress
The madness will not end
As my body feels like it's filled with smoke and burning heat
Snared by the depravity and sexual sin
In a heaving foyer, surrounded by a retinue
All I wanted was her
Desire is my oppressor, wanting to be in her boudoir
So I may be embedded by endless nights
Like being in her beautiful cocoon
I don't want her to gaze at me jaded
Kneeling at her feet, I won't let my body be atrophied
My heart must take its ravishing form
But it is true her body is that of goddess reborn
Her cult make her out to be a harlot on a pedestal
But I see no sight of wickedness
Or a Woman's scorn that must be put to rest
I did not have a glimpse that said desertion
Maybe I'm drawn to the perverse nature
Her voice is just so melodious
Can the touch of luster end my torment
So I can witness the garden of Eden
A taste of the sweetest taboo
I see her blessed by enthroned immortality
Her long glam hair of shine braided with gems
A blue and gold marble gown splits revealing her thighs
Prime coral lips, feline eyes, and a humble bust
It's clear who owns the days and nights
She stirred me more than words can say
Like a temptress of Lilith
Hissing at thy heart
I find the perfect display hypnotic
Call it what you will
Narcotic, erotic delusion
Towards thy Empress
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