Time talks
and I walked…
“write into them”
With many names
and a string of pearls
the Temple beast
is a ‘Golden Girl’
“One thousand”
and One …
aye
arrange my own tears
so a devil in the dark
has nothing to fear
here…
upon this holy lap
a dance of fire
in a Magdalene wrap
the melting scream
“is a dream”
aye … and I
dared to stare
there
into burning thighs
where the cries
of a demon lie
temptation…
is a velvet sigh
and yes, the eyes
“have it”
.
you don't even have to smile ;p
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