Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Beware


Beware when you meet the devil
His eyes are deep brown,
his hair is as well
His colours are rich
He is heavy with laughter
he can two step faster than any of you
And will tango you right out of the room
Beware, when you meet the devil
He is lurking around the bend of your neighborhood bar
waiting…
He is patient
Beware when you meet the devil,
you don’t need me to tell you he’s trouble
but he’s just so
god
damn
seductive..
you’ll know him
Devils breath on Sunday afternoons
Women swoon over gin,
but only
when they are with him…
He leaves dusty fingerprints
on your fine china
To remind you,
your womanhood
has been tainted
Has been painted
a new shade of red
You said,
you would never give up crimson

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