An Angels Was Found Today

Just a smile 
While passing the bar
It's all he needs
So he watches her
Long legs, blonde hair
As the music beats through her chest
Arms swinging above her head
Provocatively swaying her hips back and forth
Dancing just for him on the open floor
Men mesmerized by this utter stunner
Making him jealous, he's getting angrier
A magnificent woman
A goddess if there ever is one

Later he lays her out on a bed of silk
Fanning her hair like liquid gold
Tempting her with his delicate touch
For this night they're in love
Caressing her hips with his manly hands
Devouring her body with his own
Tantalizing tasting her lips with his tongue
A naked Angel he's just won
As she quivers beneath his touch
One last breath escapes her mouth
She is quiet, she is spent
Shuddering from her warm embrace 
Removing his hands from her throat
Quietly leaving after collecting his clothes
Carefully not being seen or his wife will know

An Angel was found in the woods today
Naked from head to foot
On a makeshift bed of leaves
The most beautiful woman you've ever seen
Long hair, golden silk
She'd been drugged, raped and killed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Koven Avatar
January 7, 2014 at 11:52 AM
Unknown author, Your unique poem reveals the dark side of man's nature displayed by love and hate, war and peace and all the betweens that make up living. Life is a mystery. We are the players on a stage relegated with many unpropitious acts. Ours roles become the creation of destiny's lore and she is relentlessness in her pursuits of shrouded secrets. Allan
Known Nothing Avatar
January 14, 2014 at 5:48 AM
Your words are inspiring
Andresen Avatar
January 7, 2014 at 10:59 AM
- A story that we often read about... or see on TV ..... tragic and cruel!! - As animal that kills, to get food. - . Skillfully written, L.K.N. - // Anne-Lise :)
Known Nothing Avatar
January 14, 2014 at 5:47 AM
Thankyou lovely
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