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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A spiral curl upon her brow, She can't recall how it all began She can't recall how it came to this No names are shared, he doesn't care He doesn't ask...........she doesn't tell She doesn't tell.........he doesn't ask She promises herself, this will be the last A small tattoo, a trailing rose It wanders down, beneath her clothes She dims the light One look, he falls into the spell, she has composed She knows the score....from those before Beneath the trellis of a smile Cold fingers grope, to touch the thorns and there is born, a heart of stone Without a word, her taste runs cold His lust is hot......her time is bought Her lot in life, tomorrow's scorn Her honey, wild, once laced with gold Until the taste was tainted cold In lonely rooms, pink roses slept Where bedside shadows paid the rent The tears she wept so long ago Now shuttered tight, where secrets hide Against the dark, against the tide All shame has learned to shut an eye A child, a lily in the bud Has never known the trace of love All fear is gone, but not forgot Redemption, now, it matters not Where ecstasy, is never sought A tear upon the lash won’t fall The garland once upon her dress Is now tattooed upon her breast His urgent thrust, to her is death He pants one breath, then takes a rest She doesn't speak.......he falls asleep He didn't ask..............she didn't tell She promises, he'll be the last No questions asked ______________________________________________ For Charlotte's Contest, Erotic Scorchers: 11/27/13
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