Mr B*****d

Mr B*****d

A Poem by Ambra Celeste

Mr B*****d

If you are unlucky in love, I’ll surely cross your path
I am a true charmer who is born to be the greatest deceiver, you’ll see
Mind manipulation is my expertise
An illusion…a mirage, this I can fabricate with my very own hands
You will easily fall under my spell, all I need to do is show you that I care
Glamorized by my daily adulation you will feel like a Queen
I will be the Prince to sweep you off your feet
When your doubts melt away, you will be ready for my domain
My mission is to conquer your love, turning you into my devoted w***e
Nights by the window insanely waiting for my return
Your mind busy, pondering on what you are doing wrong
I will mold you to feel inadequate in bed
Unable to fulfil my lascivious lust and requests
Your low confidence will keep you by the dirt of my feet
You, willing to do anything to be my only sexual fantasy
‘If you love me you will do this for me’
Emotionally blackmailed, watching me penetrate the young Call Girl
One by one, my lies will burst like bubbles, time to get vile
Only death will do us apart, you belong to me, not to another man
I’ll brainwash you ugly and undesirable
My craft is strong, you won’t get out
So be ready for me to enter your life and govern your soul
I am no fool…I know which one of you I can magnetically pull.

© 2014 Ambra Celeste


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Added on May 17, 2014
Last Updated on May 17, 2014
Tags: call-girl, charmer, death, fantasy, lies, love, queen, soul

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Ambra Celeste
Ambra Celeste

LONDON, United Kingdom



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Ambra Celeste leaves Italy for London in hopes of following her passions and dreams. Upon arriving in London however, Ambra finds events that shape her life forever. In her new book, “Be Careful.. more..

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