Muse

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She demands a sacrifice for her services.
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She's a specter, an aurora of desires, floating above me in the dark

Her slender arm pierces my chest, opening me like a yawn, frying my circuits with potential

I lay locked in her gaze as she lifts my beating heart to her smiling lips

My prone form shudders as her hungry teeth consume, and my dreams drip from her chin

I am delicious, she is delicious, the taste of us commingles in my thoughts

Her eyes flash, heat lightning inside my skull as I relax and let the riptide bear me away

Our thirst satiated I solidify once again, and shadowless I remain locked in her gaze

Her name is Muse, and I am her disciple

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