The SIre

THE SIRE
By: ​Crystal Lahan


Endlessly
Seeking

One
Mystress

Who holds the key

To my undoing 

Her name
Sounds
Surrender;

Bosom-buddies
With fate

She is found

In the holiest
Of places,

The darkest
Of spaces...

Buried
In pieces

Amongst

The ruins of

Her Temple

Safely hidden

Everywhere

The sire

Refuses
To go...


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