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Etheralis’ Lovelorn Cafe
Etheralis’ Lovelorn Cafe
“Your bagels got lost in our Goth kitchen.
Why not try a chocolate truffle?”
“Etheralis, I’ll binge on coffee.”
“Nay, partake of the essence of the cacao seed
A flavor not found on a thousand other worlds.”
“Read from the farmers’ almanac for the galaxy?”
“Like most girls prone to flights of fancy,
I read ufo magazines.”
“Etheralis has a flying saucer abducted you?”
“Just my wok in hopes of attracting a hubby
through my cooking.”
“Your Blood Countess chic isn’t domestic.”
“My Samhain observance is comical.”
“Why not, everything about you seems funny.”
“Ok, I’ll tell if you eat our homegrown brownie.”
“Let me guess, ‘Rocky Horror Picture Show.’”
“No fair my Goth Girl outfit gave me away.”
“The bride of Dracula.”
“Your bagels got lost in our Goth kitchen.
Why not try a chocolate truffle?”
“Etheralis, I’ll binge on coffee.”
“Nay, partake of the essence of the cacao seed
A flavor not found on a thousand other worlds.”
“Read from the farmers’ almanac for the galaxy?”
“Like most girls prone to flights of fancy,
I read ufo magazines.”
“Etheralis has a flying saucer abducted you?”
“Just my wok in hopes of attracting a hubby
through my cooking.”
“Your Blood Countess chic isn’t domestic.”
“My Samhain observance is comical.”
“Why not, everything about you seems funny.”
“Ok, I’ll tell if you eat our homegrown brownie.”
“Let me guess, ‘Rocky Horror Picture Show.’”
“No fair my Goth Girl outfit gave me away.”
“The bride of Dracula.”
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