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Click heremother, i have a present for you...
you know this bloodline you shared with me
these talents you gave me
the powers you showed me
the gifts handed down to me...
by both you and the demon who's seed you took
his djinn blood in me...
the guardians who swear to protect and serve me
I dont want any of it any more...
set me free...
let me love...
let me live...
and let me die!
here mother, i give it back... all of it.
Here take my lovers, my toys
both girls and boys.
Take their wishes and dreams...
I never do it right anyway.
Take the hardness of hungry flesh
and the sweet softness of her curves.
take her belief that i can save her,
his desire to be my rock, my only foundation.
let their offerings buy my freedom.
their blood heated with lust,
their lips softened with kisses.
lines burned into flesh from lazy caresses...
their scent begging to be tasted...
on second thought...
Mother, please accept this unworthy one's sacrifice
thank you Mother for your gifts.
May I never use them unwisely.
This poem has been mentioned in the New Poems review thread over at the forum.