Vamping
Lipstick teeth and blackened eyes.
Grinding hips and pumping thighs.
Her dance a means to hypnotize.
An open trap, a mans demise.
Tortured soul, seething sin.
The black widow draws them in.
Sleazy wink, a drunken grin.
Chew them, spit them out again.
Parlour tricks, a slight of hand.
Her mission - destroy every man.
There's nothing more to understand.
She does it just because she can.
Lipstick teeth and blackened eyes.
Masquerading in disguise.
Sad child inside her that she hides.
Nobody sees her as she cries.
High heels hurting, vigour spent.
She wonders where everybody went.
She lifts her voice to scream and vent.
At her own self abandonment.
Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-01-26 at 09:53
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