Her long legs walk-
In - out In - out
Of the shadows.
Hips swinging like pendulums-
Left - right left - right,
Creating echoes.
Her cigarette smoke dances around the pyre:
Puff - puff, cough - cough.
And the tongue slithers like a reptile
Hiss - hiss.
She's lost in the city of Dreams.
She's an L.A woman, L.A woman.
Yet she's a dancing drunk
Sip, sip, sip,
Breaking the seams.
Oh, she's dangerous. Intoxicating.
Yeah, yeah.
She's a disciple of Venus
Going to work-
To the brothel she goes.
She wonders what it's like to be virtuous
Pray - pray!
But a full stomach relies on the next customer.
Kiss - kiss.
'Time for bed, I guess' she wipes off the façade.
And she slips back into the shadows.
With her gold dust, whiskey and...
She's a living hamartia. She's proud.
But her words fail to be spoken out loud.
P a r t i a l
P r o m i s c u o u s
P e n u m b r a l
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 8:45 AM UTC
Her long legs walk-
In - out In - out
Of the shadows.
Hips swinging like pendulums-
Left - right left - right,
Creating echoes.
Her cigarette smoke dances around the pyre:
Puff - puff, cough - cough.
And the tongue slithers like a reptile
Hiss - hiss.
She's lost in the city of Dreams.
She's an L.A woman, L.A woman.
Yet she's a dancing drunk
Sip, sip, sip,
Breaking the seams.
Oh, she's dangerous. Intoxicating.
Yeah, yeah.
She's a disciple of Venus
Going to work-
To the brothel she goes.
She wonders what it's like to be virtuous
Pray - pray!
But a full stomach relies on the next customer.
Kiss - kiss.
'Time for bed, I guess' she wipes off the façade.
And she slips back into the shadows.
With her gold dust, whiskey and...
She's a living hamartia. She's proud.
But her words fail to be spoken out loud.
P a r t i a l
P r o m i s c u o u s
P e n u m b r a l
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