Anonymous Encounter

A triplet love soured to imperfection
The beautiful temptress seduced with indirection
Her dripping black curls spread across his flesh
As she holds her lover ‘till parted by death
His skin her savory sin
Yet another battle’s for her heart to win.
The eyes of warm fire burn her desire
To a shriveled corpse; left for bloody scorn
And a heart appetizingly torn,
The cannibalistic women with lips of silk
Feeds her guilt for loving another.
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i'll tell the woman this is about i put it up

Moonchild

This is cool!
Good words and it's very original.
I really like this, thanks