The devils claw.

The devil came upon my bed

I don’t recall the words he said.

He bent me over with a gentle smack

with scarlet skin and eyes so black.

I screamed for God I screamed for hope

as the devil reached for the flaming rope.

He tied my arms he tied my legs

with pleading eyes I didn’t beg.


Karen Hayward ©201 (edited)


Author: blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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