Power

I slid my fingers in the hot wet slit between my legs,

I let them catch a rhythm,

Muscles stiffen,

Beats quicken,

I call upon the devil,

I feel him rising, inside my bosom,

Spiders crawl down my thighs,

We move together, rocking up and down,

Reaching the peak, I scream,

The devil satiates his hunger,

I’m left breathless, asunder

He leaves my body with a sigh,

Unknown, that I’ve purloined a bit of his power.

© Darshana Mehta

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