__________by Lisa Mamou
I have been sacrificed on your altar of fantasy
I come willingly wrapped in white sheets of lust
You are the "virgin", but it is my heart that is pure
We lay upon the cold hard stone made soft with our heat
As we love, you wrap your legs around my neck holding me near
I do not see the dagger as you dig it deep within my flesh
I think the blood and the searing pain are the taste of your cum
Weakened and spent I tumble panting to the floor
You lift me in your arms and lay me upon the sweat slickened slab
Lightly you touch my bare nekkid body and kiss me softly upon the lips
Suddenly your stroke becomes harder and your kiss rips at my tongue
I look at you and scream silently as you tear out my heart
My life blood organ jumps and roars like a wounded lynx
Your ritual still not fulfilled, you place it whole within your mouth
You beam a curious smile with pieces of my dead cat heart stuck between your teeth
Then you lean and kiss me full upon the mouth
My throat releases a tongueless gag
Gleefully, you throw yourself across me in a dance to the sky
Your body is wet and hot
As you writhe frantically upon my hips
I lay mesmerized by your betrayal
And stunned by the hollow sound within my chest
Your black eyes burn with fear and desire
As you scream then rise and wrap yourself in shame
How could you lay with a womon and not call it love
But how could I love you with my heart between your teeth
I have been sacrificed on your altar of fantasy
And my heartless spirit lays nekkid and bare
