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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=583918" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Witch</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy<br>Of green-tinged lashes –<br>Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin, <br>Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That slender pillar of a neck – <br>Magnet of eroticism, blinds to<br>Veins gorging on the flesh, <br>Dancing under pulse of blood – <br>Or whatever pumps inside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Coal-black lips word intentions –<br>Castigations – variations of the horror <br>She was born to be.<br> <br>O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche<br>Thundering down to Hell<br>Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls<br>To viler wants and fouler holes of <br>Scatological minds. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the plunge of lavish breast – <br>E’er the siren’s weapon! – <br>Baits the mortal man – <br>Were he to chance his hand across<br>The certainty of doom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But still we go, our weakness on display –<br>Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011 </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br>Under lust rain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust<br>lust lust lust lust lust lust lust</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mark+R+Slaughter">Mark R Slaughter</a><div class=q>
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