Your devilish temptress again hath risen. Where did she go? She cometh roaring from the shadows. And so? My next act of defiance: inviting her to run the show. We all waited patiently. We, erotic mystic, playful priestess, mythic lover, devotional artist, entertained her games for ages. The court need their queen. Who is she? The devil in me. I ask him: Do you accept your sacred mission to evoke her splendor in the war against her? He’ll get on his knees pray at her feet beckon forth her sharpened teeth. There is no force more worthy than She.
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Wow. You are flirting dangerously close to the intersection of poetry, sex, and divinity. Very well executed. I found myself wondering about the identities of your cast of characters. Poems that invite the reader to dig deeper are the best.
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