Temptress


Mirror of mire.
Dreamland despair.
Wonderful waste.
I call louder.
The Dragon comes.
She smiles on me.
Laughter.
Leering.
Lust and despair.
Smiles and smearing.
Destructive demise.
Cooperative Corruption.
I shout to the wind.
She comes swooping.
Bearing her chest.
With all her scales.
Yelling and looking.
Lost and befouled.
I attract this beast.
She tools my best.
My soul does baste.
I encountered my doom.
And then some.
She smiles.


Copyright 2003 by pauly hart

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