Grabbed my hand and lured me to her rose bed
Marks on my neck and my hip
I laid my head on her thigh
As she put her hand in my hair
I felt like I was going to die
My cross necklace weighed heavy on my neck
But I knew something then
I will never find it in me to submit to a man
I will never be his wife
Sharp teeth curly hair
Hips swayed and stomach rose
Smoke swirled around her hips
And I knew then I was born not of Adam
But of Eve
And Lilith had claimed me
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 10:29 PM UTC
Grabbed my hand and lured me to her rose bed
Marks on my neck and my hip
I laid my head on her thigh
As she put her hand in my hair
I felt like I was going to die
My cross necklace weighed heavy on my neck
But I knew something then
I will never find it in me to submit to a man
I will never be his wife
Sharp teeth curly hair
Hips swayed and stomach rose
Smoke swirled around her hips
And I knew then I was born not of Adam
But of Eve
And Lilith had claimed me
