Feel the creeping coldness gently
kissing your soft skin,
Shiver slowly when the icy breath
walks down your spine.
Welcome to my haunted house
Where is hidden the painful
pleasure.
Don’t go into the Emerald room on the first floor,
You might find the forbidden desire
to undress your soul.
Oh well, my dear, let me look at
your naked essence
Stripped from every prejudice
built from the outside pressure.
The colourless prudence does not
suit you,
Let me take you to the boudoir of
colours,
To bathe the in Red of your inner
longings,
Pour the Purple of your femininity
to this lovely hot tub,
Embrace your darkness – this is
the magic of my haunted house.
Then gently add the Blue of your
inner strength, feel the tension...
Does it taste too sweet for your
liking?
Or maybe take the Green of the
unknown forces,
Make it a party game, bathe in
the lust you bottle up so hard.
And now rub gently the pink of
your innocence on your soft skin,
I want to watch you quiver, align
what the body and the soul crave the most.
Be honest with yourself, my
haunted house is a safe space,
Entwine yourself around my wicked
aura.
Don’t be scared, I won’t bite you
yet.
Oh, my dear sinless child, let me
show you how wicked you can get,
Drop the act, I am not the
Goddess who judge, be truthful to who you are.
Maleficent people are not invited in
my haunted house,
I designed this place as magical
mirror – to uncover your secret self
And then with the power of every satisfied
need to stick to the new You.
…
Welcome to my haunted house!
Some call it the Sinner’s den because
every unveiled truth of you
Will force you to embrace the ugliness
of your self-oppression
Until you get drunk from all the
pleasures and unraveled confidence!
Until you finally accept the
power of your inner wickedness,
I will never leave you alone,
I will toy with your quivering
body,
I will play dirty mind games with
your spirit until you realize
That my haunted house is the
Freedom’s nest
Where all you need to learn is
how to be able to express YOUR TRUE SELF!!!
