Your Death Lies Before You
Oh! Mighty kings, how many of you have been cursed by a beautiful silhouette.
How many of you have willfully fallen unto treacherous ground.
You have been poison by her pleasures and in her labyrinth you reside, for love is her poison, and desire is a trap.
King no more, but a broken man, for before you a woman exults herself, and in her nakedness –your death lies.
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Copyright © Juan Blanco | Year Posted 2015
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