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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Her Every Desire She is like the gangrel bat All dead tails Paled And white lace Black painted fingernails Softened by whimsical’s Wide eyed Over a thin lip tea cup She smiles Reading the leaves of a bedraggled misfortune Your own Over purple velvet cloth Where many a throat Has stained its last She simpers Tittering on her be-witch-craft Flashes bedeviled laughs Behind the net and beaded veil The glint of eyes as cold as steel The last drunken fool you Of the roadside café Does not sense the spindle legs Creeping in a shadows pool By final cast edge of window light A frantic dagger clutched to her breast In the crypt chill of her black tattered dress “May I read your fortune?” she says She holds out her palm white spider web You see the crimson painted lips The soft swell snow of her rising breasts As wide come hither pupils beckon And the vodka thinks it’s a pass for sex You’re taken in On the promises of that low cut dress And into her vice your upturned hand is pressed Her sultry whisper lingers on a hiss “Oh tonight’s your lucky night yessssssssssssssss “You are going on a journey yesssssssssssssssssss” she says “Uhuh mmmmm you will forefill her every desire “In a room of purple and red yessssssssssssssssssss The alcohol distillation of your senses Has no apprehension And that cocky self surety lets her lead you from the room Out into the thick dank chill Of a Halloween night “Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss”
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