The Mistress of Autumn,
You know she’s there.
Squirrel wrapped coat.
Long Raven hair.
“Men ,Oh men .”
She knows where you are.
Her fierce berry kiss..
Leaves a lasting scar.
whispers lies in your ear.
Men! Be warned!
Do Not come near!
She will steal your soul and snap it in two.
The mistress of Autumn will tarnish you.
“Virgin.”, she says as she pulls you in.
“Daddy doesn’t allow this.”, she says with a grin.
You roll around in a bed of leaves.
She sucks you dry.
“Oh Carry on please.”
She tempts, she teases, her arms like snakes .
Once fucked, your body limp,
like a rake.
“Have we quite finished?” She asks ,voice of sin.
“No, no carry on.” you say again
Despite your sore foreskin.
The Mistress of Autumn has you under her spell.
The Mistress of Autumn won’t treat you well.
The Mistress of Autumn entangles your arms.
“Oh God, Oh no”
You won’t leave unharmed.
Tossing and turning;
You can’t leave.
The Mistress of Autumn knows she’s a tease.
“Virgin, a lie.” she remarks with glee.
“I thought as much.” you reply confidently.
Whipped, stripped lying in chains.
The Mistress of Autumn knows you’re to blame.
She digs her nails into your cheek.
“I defeated you, man..I made you weak.”
She saunters off, with a gleeful smile.
” I make you vulnerable, you make me wild.”