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He wanted you silent, Ashamed. Bent beneath prayer until you forgot the sound of your own wanting.”
"I want you crying out," he continues softly, "knowing precisely what I am."

"He wanted your soul caged in guilt.”
“I want it spread wide beneath me, singing."

"He worshipped a god that taught him starvation.”
"I would worship you as flesh was meant to be honored.”

"Lift your gaze, enchantress," his voice is a dark hymn in my ear.
"All of the stars have gathered to watch you unravel beneath my touch."

“You called to me."
Its voice lowers, intimate now.
"Because you shine with all the things you pretend not to carry."

“Enchantress”