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lethal libations
it was an Old Fashioned romance
...with a Spritz & a twist
a Royal Affair of epic proportions
poor Suffering Bastard in his Tuxedo
& the Platinum Blonde draped in scarlet satin
she...slipping into her Spicy Fifty years
flashing Dark & Stormy eyes
with a backdrop of Hurricane skies
him...looking for the Golden Dream
Damn the Weather & its threats
they tangoed...hello being the Last Word said
setting fire to the night like a Flaming Volcano
she...with her Angel Face & lethal Stinger
lured him like a Zombie with her Slippery Nipple
for Hanky Panky Between the Sheets
using her Woo Woo voodoo & a Kentucky Kiss
she took him willing into her lusty Death Flip
leaving him with the rest of her collectable Unforgettables
a withered husk of a Salty Dog
abandoned beneath an Amber Moon
until a Desert Healer on her filly
stumbled upon him at High Noon
breathing a prayer upon his brow of Corpse Revival
like a Sea Breeze upon his flesh
leading him away with a finger to his lips & a Lemon Drop kiss
they fled from the scene of recent events
clinging to their Horse's Neck
they rode hell bent through Blood & Sand
into a Mediterranean Sunset
for Duende's Cocktail Party comp...thank you for the challenge!
...with a Spritz & a twist
a Royal Affair of epic proportions
poor Suffering Bastard in his Tuxedo
& the Platinum Blonde draped in scarlet satin
she...slipping into her Spicy Fifty years
flashing Dark & Stormy eyes
with a backdrop of Hurricane skies
him...looking for the Golden Dream
Damn the Weather & its threats
they tangoed...hello being the Last Word said
setting fire to the night like a Flaming Volcano
she...with her Angel Face & lethal Stinger
lured him like a Zombie with her Slippery Nipple
for Hanky Panky Between the Sheets
using her Woo Woo voodoo & a Kentucky Kiss
she took him willing into her lusty Death Flip
leaving him with the rest of her collectable Unforgettables
a withered husk of a Salty Dog
abandoned beneath an Amber Moon
until a Desert Healer on her filly
stumbled upon him at High Noon
breathing a prayer upon his brow of Corpse Revival
like a Sea Breeze upon his flesh
leading him away with a finger to his lips & a Lemon Drop kiss
they fled from the scene of recent events
clinging to their Horse's Neck
they rode hell bent through Blood & Sand
into a Mediterranean Sunset
for Duende's Cocktail Party comp...thank you for the challenge!
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