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Gothic Girl

As the velvet darkness falls
A gothic girl illuminates her black candles
Creating a shade overturn atmosphere
Dressed in raven latex and fishnet stockings
Wearing black lipstick and eyeshadow looking succulent
A pierced tongue and a chock chain around her neck, you know she's perverse
Her perfume smells like a weeping winter
With cardinal highlights in her hair
Complimenting her pale  snow white completion
She's a mythic women, wanting love
Someone relating to her darkened world
She'll be embraced, a sweet caresses
A kiss that goes deep, exploiting her flickering lure
Sipping blood-red wine
Penetration from a lover of death
She lets out her dulcet sounds
Biting down on delicate skin, bare each others mark
The smell of potent sex is intoxicating
Filling the room
She who is fain learns to give into the pleasure
Carrying her trance soul
The taste of her inside your mouth will remain
Continuing to prowl her inner sanctum
Peculiar seduction shall be her art
An enigma of feminine beauty

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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