Den Of Iniquity~ Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Den Of Iniquity~

Rating: 4.9


She was the ginger and spice of a lifetime, once
The soup de jour of the day..
The toast of the town until her mania showed up
Realizing a female Don Juan- needs to play;
She developed a real hunger for the flesh
Never one to admit to sleeping around
It was upon her 1,000 thread count sheets
That she and her husband would pound;
Photography was the other hobby she adored
She would photograph the two of them in the raw
Often pictures showed up in her online gallery
All legal, certainly not against the law;
She was the keeper of her man's appetite
Always mounting him like one of Browning's steeds
Riding him oft' into oblivion-into the kinkiest
She, always in touch with her carnal needs;
But oh how her mania for the flesh and the world grew
Soon her idol frenzy led her to chase other men
Conquests were her trophy's well earned
Hung over the bed in her: 'Sexual Den';
She placed them ever so neatly
Bill, Tom, Dick, Raymond and Joe
Scott, Harry, Rob and Charles
All quest's in her nymphomaniac flow;
In reality she is just another man-eater in love with the world
Getting her fill, wherever she can
Having a true unbridled lust for flesh and riches
Yet, left unsatisfied by her every man;
Oh, Nymphomaniac of this world, i call out to you...
Your desire for sex and money knows no bounds
You're so lost in this fevered mania, so empty
Surely, you will never be FOUND;


By, Theodora Onken


January 19,2013

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Idol worship, love of the world, and nymphomania.
This write is not about anyone i know.
Pure fiction.
However, they do exist..they are the female counterpart of a Don Juan
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