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Black Cherry Wine
His redolence bellows of whiskey and
Black Cherry Wine
steeping pores to pour palpable indiscretions
Spills of silk slits betwixt splits bleeds a
Black Cherry opiate
from the womb of Eve’s apple,
meshing toxic with sweet to treat trix so
truth deceives and lies are believed
And She IS She who tempts temptation
and taints wills to wield lack of will
to feel what fills pleasure’s principle
abet molting skins of Black lace from
breasts to waist as they open
to taste that
Black Cherry opium’s
conniving smile
that bore their graves
And She IS She who copulates where
midnight prays and preys with Ebony tresses
to sway across her back as he lays
entranced by the dance of
her "Sir Cum Stance"
as she slithers
he cowers and devours what remains of her
Black Cherry venin
that numbs conscience
to con sense to swallow death as life
And he IS he whose redolence bellows of whiskey and
Black Cherry Wine
steeping scores through pores pouring
sins of yester’s day on their chaise no longer chaste
as her face tastes that
Black Cherry hypnotic
on his lips
she drifts
to the garden where She sleeps and sees he
and She beneath the apple tree where She danced for he
as he parted lips to savor temptation’s treat
And she IS she who seeps spades of rage as reason fades
the venom stays and she blades his heart as does hers bleed
high off that
Black Cherry opium
she breathes
of his breath and death sneers at the graves
he bore filling one more
abetting seduction’s whore
The Serpent IS She
awaiting trix to treat
and they feed from her womb
where Eve’s apple bleeds
where silk slits spill
and taints his will
and he feels
what She fills
as She wields him to kneel
before her
and She dances
until
he becomes numb
and succumbs
to her cum
the Sweetest
Black
Cherry
Wine…
Shall
we
dance?
Black Cherry Wine
steeping pores to pour palpable indiscretions
Spills of silk slits betwixt splits bleeds a
Black Cherry opiate
from the womb of Eve’s apple,
meshing toxic with sweet to treat trix so
truth deceives and lies are believed
And She IS She who tempts temptation
and taints wills to wield lack of will
to feel what fills pleasure’s principle
abet molting skins of Black lace from
breasts to waist as they open
to taste that
Black Cherry opium’s
conniving smile
that bore their graves
And She IS She who copulates where
midnight prays and preys with Ebony tresses
to sway across her back as he lays
entranced by the dance of
her "Sir Cum Stance"
as she slithers
he cowers and devours what remains of her
Black Cherry venin
that numbs conscience
to con sense to swallow death as life
And he IS he whose redolence bellows of whiskey and
Black Cherry Wine
steeping scores through pores pouring
sins of yester’s day on their chaise no longer chaste
as her face tastes that
Black Cherry hypnotic
on his lips
she drifts
to the garden where She sleeps and sees he
and She beneath the apple tree where She danced for he
as he parted lips to savor temptation’s treat
And she IS she who seeps spades of rage as reason fades
the venom stays and she blades his heart as does hers bleed
high off that
Black Cherry opium
she breathes
of his breath and death sneers at the graves
he bore filling one more
abetting seduction’s whore
The Serpent IS She
awaiting trix to treat
and they feed from her womb
where Eve’s apple bleeds
where silk slits spill
and taints his will
and he feels
what She fills
as She wields him to kneel
before her
and She dances
until
he becomes numb
and succumbs
to her cum
the Sweetest
Black
Cherry
Wine…
Shall
we
dance?
Published 18th Jun 2019
Author's Note
This piece was written with the idea of merging temptation and lust into a single entity and showing, when given the opportunity, what that entity can do.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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18th Jun 2019 1:19am
18th Jun 2019 1:34am
Atru beauty amazing arousal of the mind brought exquisitely to a loving grace
Anonymous
25th Jul 2019 4:26am
Entites... they do work their magic...
