Rocking Devil: 4 of 8

So blessed I was, on a day we met With wide opened arms, the Rocking Devil Invited I into its Persian decorated chambers A wet hug, and soft cheek kisses planted gently, I received upon arrival, into the chambers Very comforting, I warmly felt I had just been welcomed, by a devil Though tempting, it wasn’t your usual devil But, one of a kind, different than what our forefathers And sorcerous ever predicted, or anticipated Our foremothers, never took part This should have been my very first warning A Rocking Devil, it was, and I interacted with I have to … Continue reading Rocking Devil: 4 of 8