Mahogany And Ebony
An absolute fantasy, a cure for reality;
Mahogany and ebony;
It seems to go on endlessly,
a pirouette through eternity;
Mahogany and ebony,
the slant rhyme of each other’s poetry;
Blood woven into the witching hour,
magnetic when mixed together;
Combustible chemistry,
lethal poison leaks from drunken eyes;
Center stage energy,
it’s not possible to not be captivated;
Mahogany and ebony;
An absolute fantasy, a cure for reality.
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