When I reach out for help, a hellish beast returns from the void, only to bite my hand. My utmost desire is to scream, I crave to cry the sweet tears of sorrow, I wish to unleash my demons from their prison.
The lust of a woman Sometimes hides Behind their gaze They think They want They crave It’s not easy hiding The emotions of a goddess But when it comes to fruition There is complete and utter ecstasy