Dark Passion

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A poem about Lucifer's concubines.
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So many things are worrying about you:
So many dark secrets so nothing seems true.
Saying so little, yet silver eyes say so much
Of anger and smooth calm, I've never seen such.
Who can resist the tempting ram soothsaying?
So unlike the young lamb ever so softly baying.
666, a work of evil and the beast.
Of my body, I allow you to pleasurable feast.
With passion so dark and twisted and cruel,
He has deceived me, a glad to be fool.
For to you, my sweet Devil, I'll be a concubine.
Glad to be one with unholiness, not divine.
So with your sweet, luscious works,
and deplorable quirks,
You are my Devil, I'm your concubine.
Overflowing pleasure, forever will be mine.

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