Jezebel

Riding in with her armour attached; she comes mostly at night.

Bewitching hours, they say; I try to evade the fright.

Though, I was tied down and the heaving for my breathe;

strangling by a tongue and its like a suicidal death.

those have regretted the kisses.

The imprint of the devilish Misses.

Her power crushes the will by the havox called seduction; poor innocent.

The unwilling and unrestrained roam as old descendents.

Shameless, as she sprinkled the spirit of all her clansmen spirits; as an anecdote exclaims.

Their vengeance to snatch souls by raging wars.

Color, sex, race or economic status holds no bars.

Get your artillery ready; the phantom of the night is seductive.

Alluring, yet like a mighty storm hailing for the collective.

Sweat pour and heat is blazing in those sheets; uncovering your vulnerabilities.

Shifted in easily with the intoxications brought forth; deliberately.

You are now, in a drunken state of being; a torrid score.

What and Who will you call to be rid of the sharp nailed claws; embedded in the pores.

Call out to be released,

We need to be at peace.

yet, we struggle to be released.

We struggle for the pain is deep.

Deeply enticed; even in our sleep.

Sadly, we hate, love and want Jezebel.

We weep for her love; even in the torturous, hell.