Written for the Prompt 'Devour' and inspired by a free verse poem called 'pyrophobia' written by Ivory Muse.
-Devour Her-
Her desire for you, hot and wet, makes you proud.
Marriage bed PLUMP with soft pillows entices her: U.R.S.A.
Avatar blood red and warm in her veins makes you sick AND makes you want her that little bit more.
U.R.S.A.
Not THE Fire Lord yet, but you will be. {And she will help.}
You need to devour her, BODY first.
Daddy said so!
"Claim her as yours. Make her knees tremble with want. Take her."
You knelt before
f
a
t
h
e
r
And you swore obedience. Did you LIE? Does it matter?
NO!
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U.R.S.A. matters; her s pple, writhing limbs, her heat, heat that rivals YOURS, her moans, low, throaty.
u
The woman gives and the man [you] takes. [You] Ozai, [you] are a PRINCE and the world
PLUS
this woman, are yours for the taking. U.R.S.A. melts and ~~~~shudders~~~~ and your claim is TRUE.
1st you eat her body, and then you D.E.V.O.U.R. her soul.
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A/N: Setting things up here is a pain. There is supposed to be '+' sign above the floating 'u' and that 'u' should be right under the 's' in supple, but I'll be damned if I can make it do that on this site.
It was fun to try this sort of poem. Go read Ivory Muse's. It's really well done.
Also thanks to Private Fire for reading this and making some great suggestions.
