Deception
The Deception
Beware!
Her arms around my neck were cold
that was because they were artificial
her eyes shone like a diamond in the sun
yet with a hint of moonlight serenade
and her lips like a damp vulva.
Was she an angel
And imp
Or from the netherworld
A Russian spy
A robot
An Israeli honey trap
A failed suicide bomber
I felt my way perhaps her vagina
was a guillotine
I will not complain
still got nine fingers left
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2016
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