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She called herself London On that day She fell from the sky Child of apple blossoms Dancing wildly Into your mind The snake that hung from her neck Bites your hand Expels you from Eden Tears into the cool flesh Of your madness Posing as reason London Kisses you like a sweet lover As though she really cares Lets you Taste the passionate orchard In her body’s secret lair London Wrestles with all your demons Nothing quite compares To the pain The indecent pleasure In the waters that you share Her name was London Call her London She called herself London On that night She prayed to the moon Apollo’s lyre Played darkly In a portent Of your own doom The hell she hides In her soul Toxic drug you’ll never escape You crave the milk of her touch Her strange and dangerous ways London Kisses you like a sweet lover As though she really cares Lets you Taste the passionate orchard In her body’s secret lair London Wrestles with all your demons Nothing quite compares To the pain The indecent pleasure In the waters that you share Her name was London Call her London My baby, London Call her London My moon-girl, London Call her London I love her, London Call her London Forever, London I call her London……

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Date: 8/9/2011 7:47:00 AM
Congratulations on your poetry being once again featured this week before the final round of the PoetrySoup International Poetry Contest Catman. The best to you in the contest. Carol
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