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The Lady of the Night

The Lady of the Night

Alone, Luna dominates the sky,
glowing from Sol’s reflected light.
Her mares, dark blotches set
against the white light.
She is the queen of the night sky,
full face proudly displayed.

Strange things are said to happen
when she rides her chariot across the sky.
Wolves utter 
lonesome cries.
Cursed individuals take the
form of the werewolf.
Humans go stark raving
mad.

We have

The Lady of the Night

                           There once was a lady of the night
                    

The Lady of the Night

She is a lady of the night
Has come to ply her wares
Her dress is so provocative
For her safety no one cares

They say she gets what she deserves
They hold her at arm's length
But her resolve to do her job
Is where she gets her strength

Now say she didn't risk her life
There for those with intent
Placate their carnal

Lady of the Night

Lady of the Night

Blessed be the ardor
of violet words
uttered in the heat of night,
whispered untrimmed,
urgent as convulsion's
approaching strains.

Where is the one
who tricked in heels,
turned on the lathe
of the procurer's sloth,
with waxing age?

Truth dissolves the mists,
banishes yesterday's lies,
lifts the curtain of darkness
to starkly reveal
the procurer's delight
is no longer there. 

The lady of the night 
at last

Lady of the Night

Getting lost in the wake of a beauty so exotic 
Warm balmy night promises speak from her beckoning eyes
Ensnaring themselves in a web of sultry desire
As heady perfume of white jasmine permeates night skies

Playing the leading lady the Oscar is always hers
Perfect crimson lips set in porcelain skin perfection
Hypnotic blue eyes seduce bringing them down

Lady of the Night Footles For Fun

Short skirt 
You flirt

Big chest
Mae West

You paid
Get Laid

Jan Allison
18th August

Lady of the Night - Ii

Dreaming of a pot of gold, you came to town
It was sprawling, this metropolis, you knew none around
Your earnings were scant and engagements, irregular
The overseer assured steady income in lieu of a favour
You succumbed to ward off uncertainties, and gradually sank deeper

You were born of impoverished stock, high up in the Himalayas
Your clean looks and

Lady of the Night - I

You were born in a war ravaged state
You lost your man to the caprices of fate
You fell prey to your wayward ways
Victims of betrayal, greed or circumstances
You were drowned in the tide of darkness

Depraved incidents of forced sex and perversions
Rooted in carnal desires and unsated frustrations
The fleshpots in town frowned upon as receptacles of sin
Wisdom

The Lady of the Night

Her face is of another world, 
the lady of the night, 
her beauty framed by Heaven's glow 
of alabaster light. 

Sedately as she passes by, 
behind a veil she slips. 
Eternity won't make a face 
her beauty can't eclipse. 

She smiles on her companion as 
she slowly turns away, 
as if she were a lover

Lady of the Night

Reveries, rain and stormy nights
Greying hues of poignant plights
Chocolate wraps like sweet caress,
Kiss the corners of my mess 
Peeping stars from the veil above
My me, in me was still in love..

Lazy,
Hurt,
Lazily Hurt.
My boisterous soul had been wounded.
Beneath the shadow of my pain,
Were leaned and tangled amongst themselves
The Dark Woods Of my Being.

Far from the city

Gilded Lady of the Night

Scented Nightingale sets sail
Foraging through every, well-forded dale
Primped, preened emasculated shell
Black crown renovated for sale
From seductive perch casts alluring spell
Easy catch your lucrative Grail
Burnished cloak gleaming 'neath the moon pale
Brightly adorned feathers flap and flail
Arched talons ready to caress and assail
Hoary head cocked; each passing suitor to hail
Chirping beak with flattering lines doth swell
Her prominent

A Lady of the Night

She was a lady of the night,

doing her drugs seemed somehow to make it right.

Just a clothed piece of meat that was for sale,

how did she ever get entangled in this living Hell?


Another needle filled with delusions and dope,

she cry's out as she injects this short lived hope.

Another John without a face,

she thinks she's gone

The Vampire and the Lady of the Night

There once was a vampire called Vincent
Finding true love was his main intent
As he skulked through the night
Causing women a fright
Biting necks was how he chose to vent

One night Vincent met up with a lady
You might say her job was rather shady
Soon she said what the heck
And she offered her neck
Then he gave her a

Lady of the Night!

Your body men desire
It fills them full of fire
They want so much
To feel the touch
The gifts you have for hire.

You walk the streets so dark
Your future bleak and stark
You work for bugs
To buy the drugs
That really hit the mark.

Your pimp is a drug dealer
A professional money stealer
You feel the pain
Hooked on cocaine
He is your true

Lady of the Night

On the street corner she stands
So scantly clad
A lady of the night
Her background so sad
 
From a broken family
Abandoned and lost
She grew up on the streets
No matter her cost
 
The only man in her life
Is her mentor and pimp
Her collector of fee's 
Where he makes his mint
 
There is no care
For her or others
If they

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