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The Love of a Succubus
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This poem was discovered on a random Google search.
Overview
- Title: The Love of a Succubus
- Webpage with poem: http://infohost.nmt.edu/~dbaldona/Lillyth/the_love_of_a_succubus1.htm
The Poem
The Love of a Succubus
- The unholy way
- that her impish hair strand
- feathered my nipple
- sequestered my prodigal
- heart.
- For only demon eyes
- can glean through the darkness
- with such tricky clarity
- as to rend skin apart
- like so much Christmas wrap
- in the hands of a child
- and gut my fish belly,
- placing my immortal soul in
- escrow.
- This domain is a perfect hell,
- where breathy vows
- will never see the light.
- Where vampires have soft necks,
- dimpled spine arches,
- and that cavalier lower flesh
- that denim craves to cling to.
- Here, the soft stifling pressure
- of her archangel's breasts
- impale my Jesus side
- and I choke pitch black air
- at the jasmine scent of her
- netherwordly fruit.
- She is my pit fiend Madonna,
- no other woman has ever
- looked as classical
- giving head.
- This hellcat purrs restlessly
- in my weakling's arms
- to my sublime content,
- until the vulcanized flesh
- is torn asunder by the
- reprisals of dawn,
- and as her brimstone tears
- wash away the last pebbles
- of my manhood
- I understand
- lovesongs.