Terrifyer

The temptation of unholy pleasures, Measured acts of malicious attraction. She whispers vows of violent destruction, The scent of venom drenches the flesh. Her Voice is solemnly sanguine and savored Her voice is moist with haunting whispers Unending reminders I utter in whimpers Permeating through my daydreams I feel fixed into the stone and filth Salaciously she devours the hearts Of soured boys—their insipid, wilted parts. I’m a student of obsession, under her expertise. She smiled at me as she turned to leave, “Do you now see how terrifying I can be?”