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Subject: Thirst of the White Widow Author: HooK [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:45:20 07/08/01 Sun Best if seen with graphics here: http://www.geocities.com/hook2_77082/Pages/thirst.html ================================================ ~ Thirst of the White Widow ~ Within hands soft as feather down pillows, breathing lavender kisses upon my neck, cradling my heart in a loving facade, caressing my essence in silken dreams, Whispering her promises and oaths of devotion, with satin words of illusional esteem, cradling my soul in magical fingers, caressing my love for all that it brings, Hunger in eyes of emerald bliss, belying her reality of self indulgence. she thirsts for a taste of crimson life's blood, and mine is the elixer she chooses to drink, Smiling and lying in poetic melodies, she nibbles and sucks along vital memories, poisoning my sight in sensuous harmonies, poised to begin her emotional dining, Another nip ripped from my willing flesh, greedily draining out my river of life, consuming all hopes, all purpose, all meaning, lustfully finishing her final meal, Empty and hollow, she abandons my corpse, leaving parched bones without spirit inside, sacrificial mate of this widow white, irrelevant remains of true love cast aside!!! ©2001, HooK [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]