Belladonna
With the moonlight shines her beauty
Running parallel is her grace
Exuberant is her vibrance
But with trickery, she is laced
As dangerous as she is poisonous
Even more so
she is ravenous
Yet still He hungers for a taste
He thought her lips were like cherries
In truth, they are Lucifer’s berries
Now he finds himself delirious
Every part of her belonging to he
The Devil's Deadly Lady
Beauty within toxicity
So be wary of her touch
For death be its cost
Copyright © Onyxceila Ravenwood | Year Posted 2024
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