Bella Donna
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Bella Donna.
.
Her penetrating eyes speak
From the very deep
Far hidden reaches
Of her grave cold
Haunting soul
Her ivory skin pale and fare
That tastes and smells devine like summer fruits
She is the girl who graced my dream
One night
With locks of sun kissed auburn hair
How I hungered nibble her elegant neck
And kiss those shoulders that were bare
.
She beckoned me
With those perpetrating speaking eyes
Awakening my manly wiles with heat
Of rapture and erotic induced sighs
A tantalising paragon of delicious beauty
Alluring as a flower pretals unfurled to a thirsty butterfly
.
Past the point of no return
My loans wakened
As the flames of passion burned
We weaved magic until the birth of dawn
Her touch so blissful her yielding body
A feast to devour so soft so warm
As the rose glistened with sweet relief
As she surrendered to mornings
Thirst quenching drops of dew
And as bird of prey
I was the prey she pursued
.
Blissfully intoxicated by her poison
But now getting sober
I was suddenly aware
I’d been lured into a spiders web
With many poor victim
Shrivelled bodies snared and tangled
Within her netted lair
.
The more I struggled
The more angled I became
It seems I picked the wrong pretty flower
And Bella Donna was her name.
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Peter Dome©2021.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2021
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