Dark Desires

my ploy as vicious as my soul
wrapped in folds of lies and deciet
A vulnerable heart that I'd console
with lusty kisses and a lover's heat

I reach in through sacred walls
concealed within your own desires
To spill poison inside your halls
till you slip inside the wicked mires

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