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A Woman Scorned
A woman of insatiable need
Panties soaked with sex
She can melt you with a whisper
And sear you with a sigh
She is tangles and satin
With the voice of a harp-strummed angel
When she sings and the
Starlit drawl of a London lady
She can raise your manhood
With her eyes and ride you better
Than a rodeo queen
But watch out for the spurs
For she can bring the moon down
With her temper
Out cuss a Yankee in a New York minute
And while heaven lies beneath
Her fingertips
Nature, Hell, and all the elements
Have designed no fury
Like this woman scorned
Panties soaked with sex
She can melt you with a whisper
And sear you with a sigh
She is tangles and satin
With the voice of a harp-strummed angel
When she sings and the
Starlit drawl of a London lady
She can raise your manhood
With her eyes and ride you better
Than a rodeo queen
But watch out for the spurs
For she can bring the moon down
With her temper
Out cuss a Yankee in a New York minute
And while heaven lies beneath
Her fingertips
Nature, Hell, and all the elements
Have designed no fury
Like this woman scorned
Published 30th Jul 2015
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30th Jul 2015 3:51pm
Anonymous
30th Jul 2015 4:07pm
I am warned by a woman scorned!
30th Jul 2015 6:07pm
Anonymous
30th Jul 2015 9:36pm
Hah! Sounds like most of the females I have had dealings with. Loved the way you made the most of your words and gave the reader indelible imag4s to zero in on. Good work!
