Lay your life down
Worship at my feet
Mark your way to my lips
Hot and Fast
Slow and torturous

Sing a hymn
Write an ode
Recite poetry till my heart joins the rhythm

Make me the only sight you behold
The first prayer on your tongue
Let your thoughts crawl with memories of my being

faceless woman resting on chair in room
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My body be your altar
Yours the sacrifice
The fire is our hunger
Insatiable appetites our portion

Let my name be your mantra
The balm to your aches
Your destruction and your grace

If not me no one
My throne your refuge
Your joy my pleasure
Bow to me show me how you worship.

©Twisted Empress™

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