Hades
Or; A spirit initiation into sacred mysteries
Thoughts crash and collide into
heaps of twisted rust.
Dimensions of agony
are a glorious cacophony.
Harbinger bells ring for twopenny sovereignty
before he arrives...
Intertwining with the wicked
my heart inherits the shackles of his crown.
Silence...
then his shadow invades, a powerful grip on my body.
He pulls me close and begins to catechize
tugging back my hair
lips on my neck
skin between his teeth.
I yelp, he bites down harder.
His hand wraps around my throat
fingers quiver with potential energy.
Just how I like it.
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Micah The Peach
I'm a 27-year-old writer who lives by Charleston, South Carolina! LGBT+.
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