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Lucifer Under the Lamplight
You are Lucifer under the lamplight
In tails and a tall silk hat
And gold dust in your pocket
And what should I think about that?
You have touched a match to my senses
And my thoughts are like bees in a jar
If I beg your for cotton candy,
You will laugh, and point to a star.
I fear you are waiting to lure me
To your Chinese opium den
Where the smoke is a satin pillow
And what shall become of me then?
In tails and a tall silk hat
And gold dust in your pocket
And what should I think about that?
You have touched a match to my senses
And my thoughts are like bees in a jar
If I beg your for cotton candy,
You will laugh, and point to a star.
I fear you are waiting to lure me
To your Chinese opium den
Where the smoke is a satin pillow
And what shall become of me then?
Published 16th Jan 2013
| Edited 18th Jan 2013
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Anonymous
16th Jan 2013 9:31pm
This is a very enjoyable read, Olivia. Love the phrase/alliteration of "Lucifer under the lamplight" & the idea that "thoughts are like bees in a jar." I can see that image of the bees arousal inside a jar. Great write! :)
Carlene
Carlene
Anonymous
17th Jan 2013 11:03am
This is a wonderfully written poem, very original flow of words
29th Jan 2013 11:56pm
