Sexual Deviance In the House Of Abstinence

Lamenting her malpractice,
Deep within hollow shadows which leave her weeping,
A sensational desire,
Thirsting for brass staves and iron chains to unbind
Searching to find,
A hunger to see,
A blasphemous path to her deviant wishes
Nurturing beastial fetishes,
Unevovled lusts which her own malice has dared to invoke,
So proudly on knees, bleeding, bruising, begging
For deliverance from this repression, this burdening resentment...
To revel in the fruits of her hungering orgasms,
Free and proud,
Unbound without the hint of restriant,
Screaming the name of Abomination
Chanting the spell of infernal charm and pleasure....

poem by Jack Cropes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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