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Tony Feb 2021
She's the most beautiful woman
     In the room
I lick the air as she passes
       Rife with perfume and subtle *******
Languidly, in soft sultry motions
       She moves like a cheetah
       With poise and deliberation
Like nickelodeon 1920  
       She goes about in flickering frames
Never quite as she was the moment before---
       now seductive
       now demure
       now flirtatious
       now unsure
                                
She moves effortlessly through
       myriad poses of amorous delight
All eyes stealing a lecherous glance
       without exactly looking

I feel the radiant fire
       Of her scarlet bodice gown
A sweeping, flowing train
       Following at her heels
A circle of pearls around her
       Long, delicate neck
       Borrowing their radiance from hers

Her hair a flaxen crown of glory
       Tickling her bare shoulders
       Like a rippling veil
Her eyes, lustrous azure
       Meeting mine for an infinite instant
       Speaking an unspoken nexus
       Of shared pasts and an undefined future
Sturdy haunches taut and tenacious
       Legs treacherous and long
       Leading me into a liaison
       With flowers and blood

Take me then, scarlet strumpet
       To moments of rapture and regret
       To nights that help us to forget
That the time is of transient embrace
      A defined time and propitious place
      To be repeated under a different sun
Where you lay waiting
      Sprawled beneath an indifferent sky
The absent touch of your paramour
      Reflecting in your eye.
Tony Feb 2021
She left her flesh
At the foot of the bed
Her carnal virtues laid bare
Her raven hair
  Her mourning veil
Licking at her naked, pale shoulders
Her sumptuous, full-moon *******
Watching over her smooth,  flat abdomen
Her *******  
Concealing long-wounded virginity
Her legs, pillars of marble
Moving in slow, sensuous strut
  
Dark mistress, keeper of my silent desires
And exquisite nocturnal corruptions  
She bends to my longing
Piercing my lip with her vampire tooth
With witchy fingers she caresses my face
Her darkness reaching out to mine
Her breath smells of cadavers  and lust
Her ****** blushing lips
Stealing my inhibitions
And whispering alchemical ****** allures
Drawing me further into her sensuous shadow
  
Fair-faiced succubus  
Trailing a black frock of venereal sins
She falls upon me
Playing out her nightmares  
Upon my malleable flesh
Her cold hands moving, searching  
Finding what her desire demands
  
Bare back and free she mounts
Riding us into her endless oblivions
The night is her witness
As I am lost in the violence of her moving
  
Dropping the reins  
She reaches for the sky
A convulsion, a shudder of abandon
She  cries out like a wild banshee
As I release my moribund seed into her pallid womb.  
  
Like morning mist
She evaporates into my daydreams forever.

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