King of Flesh and Bone

Worse than a ruthless king... is a king obsessed.

Isolation, darkness, and rotting flesh,
surrounds me, suffocates me,
but I am the vile ruler who controls it all.

I long for warmth,
yet, all that I touch,
is cold.

Then, she stumbles in to my domain,
lost and frightened,
alone and confused.

And I terrify her even more.

She calls me the devil,
so I show her pleasure,
like only the devil can.

I am the heat that stirs her flesh,
the longing that trembles her bone.

She begs her body to refuse,
to escape my embrace,
but I am her master,
the puppeteer of passion.
I am the King of Flesh and Bone.

Welcome to my court, little one.