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Succubi Bride

Of smoke, Which curdles in the light, And mirrors, Who shatter should I look away, Nothing of the Earth Can whip me to a deeper frenzy As your eyes of black, Which ignite with wordless desire My heart that cannot fail, To crave to love, Your form; Metaphysical - a manifested dream, That cradles me… Continue reading Succubi Bride