My burlesque queen
She was a rose
a lilac scented muse
a bouquet of barbed wire
she offered me eternity
in the palm of her hand
my burlesque queen of desire
her softly placed thoughts
layered my mind
sailing me down the river
and yesterdays ghosts
walking closely behind
yet still i will always forgive her
and just beneath the milky skin
of all my acid dreams
i taste the love she dripped upon me
and forget
that nothing was ever as it seemed.
© Rik - 05/02/2007
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2007-02-05 at 09:47
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