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The Scarlet Maiden
Contributed by
phildel
on
Tuesday, 3rd September 2002 @ 06:48:50 AM in AEST
Topic:
fantasy
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The scarlet Maiden paces the night,
With lips as red and skin as white,
As a rouge candles sweet, soft light,
Her figure makes dark minds bright.
Se knocks a first upon your door,
Beckons leave your wife, armour,
And come, lets break religious law
She removes her cloak, reveals some more.
How quickly they stand,
Grasp her hand,
And beg her to take them
To some scarlet land.
Where it is just them,
Two by the sun,
Nothing but wild skin,
Sex and mad fun.
Instead she leads them
To a strange room in their mind
Which, all alone, they would
Never find.
There they exchange kisses,
In a cold room, alone,
And though hell soon wake, in his bed,
He never really got home.
Copyright ©
phildel
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2002-09-03 06:48:50]
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Re: The Scarlet Maiden
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by Sparkling_Fury on
Wednesday, 6th November 2002 @ 04:23:36 AM AEST
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| I love the imargery in this poem. Great work!!! |
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