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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Adult · #1287677
Insight into a world that too many know too well
A temptress is she.  Come play in her world.
You’ll do a dance in her translucent eyes
And envision the shades, black outlined in blue.
Watch as her shadow skips, and plays
join in her tempting game
don’t be too careful.  Disregard the signs.
Read the signals she sings
in her voice born of wind
whisper in echo the phrases she paints
across the evening air.  Cool down baby girl,
set aside your world—play with this women
for a while.  For a while, find peace
through the eyepiece of shame.
In guilt, laugh and jest
at the transgressions you embody.
Fall in love with her sinful nature
in this planet lacking time.
Time—all you own lies in time
all you forget stays in this place
undress her pale form—only with your heart
in the confessional that is your soul
lie unclean hands on her naked body.
With her blood stained lips, she’ll unto you
bestow a single kiss.  Indulge yourself in this.
Taste the thing you will never miss
in your hand do thrice as much:
once touch her spine—top to bottom
not a piece should you forget
once caress her breasts with your palm
envy green will it turn,
as you enjoy this lack of care.
Most desired, most needed, most felt—
touch the warm sheath she provides
open up the floodgates inside
in foolishness, you experience her soul
her soul—to you she does not offer
yet take her away, anyway.
For love she does not bother.  Nor comprehend.
Take your sweet time
dance with the temptress, and play
look through the mirror she provides
ugliness—vagueness—lust
nothing more do you see, in yourself
you but a player in her enthralling game
she but a temptress, luring you away.
Away from your life,
your simple life
she takes you away, to her world
in shades of black outlined in blue.
Away from your love—your partner
betrayed is your wife
unwillingly your life stands watching
as you play, and dance, and touch
this temptress, this desire.
Completely empty you walk away
away to your life.  And your wife.
Enter back into reality
now to see the mess you have made
the temptress has tempted
the blood you have tasted
now you only see one real truth
you, in selfish, lusting, longing
have demolished all hope for return.
The sins that you and your temptress have fabricated
annihilate all the rapture you once knew.
Now you see that you are trapped in her universe
without the passions of love
without your life.  And without your wife.
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