Palantir Carousing In Jealousy
You were desirable
of the breasts and vagina
I swallowed your virgin
to bring forth the woman
I made you my goddess
of flesh, of sex
where you fell short of my interests
I exercised my reign over your body
Your young soul
was advantageous to my primordial
He uses you the same way
Making you wet with wealth
Now you slave to his crying children
and in my visions I saw
you naked again
on top of him and not me
you thought to remain hidden
I've touched you where no man would dare
He will fill you
with a dead seed
