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Infatuated (with the devil in the white dress)
I think of her, this devil in a white dress
This love I have for her is so powerful
That I would give my soul to this white devil
No charge at all
Just allow me to feed my hunger
Quench my thirst
One line at a time
The effect this white devil has over me corrupts my mind
And by all means that’s fine.
Laying her gently on the table,
Admiring her white dress
Sinking my nose into her delicate white skin
I breathe in blow,
Oh boy do I blow
Leaning back, way back
Into clouds of joy
That being my pillows
Feeling so loved by the devil in the white dress.
What a feeling.
This love I have for her is so powerful
That I would give my soul to this white devil
No charge at all
Just allow me to feed my hunger
Quench my thirst
One line at a time
The effect this white devil has over me corrupts my mind
And by all means that’s fine.
Laying her gently on the table,
Admiring her white dress
Sinking my nose into her delicate white skin
I breathe in blow,
Oh boy do I blow
Leaning back, way back
Into clouds of joy
That being my pillows
Feeling so loved by the devil in the white dress.
What a feeling.
Published 13th Dec 2012
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18th Dec 2012 10:19am
Aah! Well written. Nice idea to equate your d.o.c. to both a lady and a devil, embraces the concept that you truly are infatuated, you love the rush she makes you feel. But also a devil because you sell your soul to her and in the end she uses you.
I like that the theme of "white" is persistent with the references to clouds and pillows, all the you avoid the cliche "snow" reference. Original, well done
I like that the theme of "white" is persistent with the references to clouds and pillows, all the you avoid the cliche "snow" reference. Original, well done
19th Dec 2012 1:58am
