Purple gown on top of her chest
Beautiful hair along her breast
Her curves of her body an architectural feat
The way she moves my heart slower to beat
Gaze of a lioness thats ready to feast
Paralyzing my body fear of the beast
Controls my thoughts with a love so silent
Just to know that making love will be so violent
Her lips from a heavens, heavens own
But with a hellish fiery luscious tone
Piercing through my blood a venomous spike
Like the rush of life from your fiery like
Skin turning to red, a rosy dye
Warming our body’s as we no longer divide
A hue of a scent across the air
Bursting through your sense your thoughts tare
Climactic to ends, up up and again
But her body moves away from the terrible sin
As leaving your alone to ponder the thoughts
Where has she gone the beauty you sought
Just like before your phantoms dreams
Was she even real r another outcastic dream
Falling to dark under no lighten sky’s
Your soul slows down, down ending to die.
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