Royal Husband
May I step beneath your mighty limb? Emerged with height Your twisted grin Above my beg See winced and blue A tired flesh and failed retreat Would you place your palm above your crown? And knock your bones Into my stare let the crunch It teach me right And pound me till I die I wish that you would hurt my pride Brave warrior You ugly God Strike me more And burn my tears Be sure to drag me dark with fear Your crooked virile, marks me bare. broken morals Feel me shake a hero’s breath creeps down my neck a spiders leg it whispers death To kneel before your armoured chest Is all my worth And entity I tell you here With hand on craw misogyny you scald me raw
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