The Succubus & the Incubus

Her garden finds seed
Between honey thighs
Where violence breeds
And men go to die
Her babies breath in
This place cannot grow
So trusting his grin
Gave her seeds to sow

With honeyed talk
On steps of chalk
The succubus
Fell to
The incubus
With consoling brush
An urge to rush
The succubus
Fell to
The incubus

A string of hearts
Pours through his lips
When on her hips
His hands make art
His soft-spoken talk
Of settling down
A fraud as he walks
In twos through the town

With honeyed talk
On steps of chalk
The succubus
Fell to
The incubus
With consoling brush
An urge to rush
The succubus
Fell to
The incubus



Credits
Writer(s): Ezme Ilona Hefter
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