Lilitu
by Helen Barter
Fallen angel in search of a home.
Demonically sucking the lifeblood
from vulnerable men in sleep.
Awaken, poor vulnerable man
to aching erection and weakness of spirit.
Call it the sign of her coming, not yours.
The troubled dreams of a believer
turned infidel, held in thrall by the sweet
parted lips of Lilitu.
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