Queen Adultress

She was...
Ample..Supple &
Regal in her mind...

Mixing Mysticism Of the Ancients
With the Divine...
Stepping in & out of her soul
through the ages of time

Posing like a ballerina
On multi-dimensional Paradigms

AS her voice became the consciousness
of men...

Forsaking the Love of there own souls...
to chase after the world...and
all its sin...

Hers was a power
to bend mens will

whispering secret things
when the nights were still

Queen Adultress...
Queen Of Lies...

Wicked web weaver
Growing fat from mens cries

Dont be decieved
For many faces does she wear

Becoming what one most
desires...
Sometimes Buxom...
Sometimes Lean & fare....

Queen Adultress
Trickster of Mens Souls...

Beware.. of her smile
Dont let her take hold

Stand strong ...and reject her
For when you do...
She must flee....

Save your own soul...
from her Sweet...debauchery