Hideous Seduction
I bleed misery.
I made love to a dragon, her claws
left scars against my chest.
Pink lines,
mark me as hers.
Her eyes were liquid fire.
I thrust mercilessly,
with the sword.
She swore with bloody curses.
Fire,
was breathed from her nostrils and mouth
and melted me into a vulnerable goo.
I was devoured.
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