Graveyard Coffeehouse
Judas Smile
I will never forget
Nor stop hungering
For
The feast
That was
Her
Luscious
Pouting
Lips
Nor will I
Forgive
The lingering
Bite
Of her
Judas smile
After
I said
I love you
Tasting
Heaven
In the darkness
For
An evanescent
Moment
Mortgaging eternity
To feel
Her moans
Thrashing body
Hips moving
With mine
Communing
With the devil
In a red dress
Making love
In the black
Tasting
Original Sin
Bad poetry
Crimson lipstick
Stains on my pillow
Two ghastly shadows
Rising
Falling
Disappearing
Into darkness
Illumination
Flickering
From
White candles
The full moon
Bodies gleaming
With sweat
Hopes of salvation
Dancing
Passionately
Until daylight
Mouths frozen
In an orgasmic O
Tasting
Sweet
Forbidden fruit
Immolated
Within
A conflagration
Of primal lust
Terror
Smoldering
Pleasure
Pain
Drowning
In its own fuse
Seduction
Searing
My wounded soul
Irreparably
Tasting
Temptation
Her succulent
Full breasts
Erect nipples
On my flickering tongue
Pounding
Her voluptuous
Carnal treasures
With my
Throbbing manhood
All Night
Like a demon lover
Escaped from Hell
Swaying
To an erotic symphony
Of
Sighs
Screams
Profanity
Waking dazed
Hung over
To her warm body
Cradled
Within my strong arms
Her radiant face
Haunting eyes
Concealing
That infernal Judas smile
Flashing again
At goodbye
Eviscerating
My heart
Torn asunder
As our lips touched
One last
Time
More than illusion
She was
My beautiful lie
Everything
Nothing
A magnificent rose
Dark flower
That wilts and fades
By morning
Its ghostly essence
Remaining alive
Arising in the black
Wafting ecstasy
A razor sharp bite
From Ivory white incisors
Memories
Which you feed upon
Rising from the mist
Like cheap perfume
Emanating
From the skin
Of torrid lovers
The beast lives
She walks immortal
Naked and alone
In the cemetery
Of my mind
A fiend
That I once loved
With the fury
Of an ocean storm
Gone
With the morning tide
But not forgotten
A phantasm
Of what sensuality
Can be
She remains
Haunting
The serenity of my dreams
And the horror
Of my nightmares.

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