Death's little whore

She waits for him to cum.
Grabbing her ankles she waits listlessly.
He doesn’t take her quite yet.
Delayed gratification.
Sometimes he fondles her breast.
Once she loses it
a doctor tells her she’s lucky.

Sometimes she’s just a baby.
He takes her while her mother screams
for him to stop.
He loves the screaming
it's his divine laughter.
Sometimes she’s a strong mother.
He takes her from her family
while they throw their prayers at him.
Sometimes she’s an old woman.
He winks at her grandchildren
while he drags her away.

When she asks him to cum
for her he pulls out his works.
He pulls up her sleeve
and fills her with hope
until she’s giddy with joy.
She falls asleep in his arms
dreaming of her escape.
While he watches her dream
he drinks in her beauty.
Savoring the moment
when he’ll make her his whore.