Temptress Re-Worked

Temptress. How she pointed her demeaning put-down Of a finger How she made thy feel sunken And insignificant When she took all power and emotion To leave thy empty and floating In the wasteland Could she ever change from the succubus We know her to be. Her all mightiness She shone down on you Not, how you wanted But with a merciless fury. Where does it come from? That one can rise above another, So easily. Becoming dictatorial, omnipotent And threatening. Who is she? Other then your worst enemy How to be free Of the dark cloud And the women Who is lost In the domination.