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Thursday, September 1, 2011

Fortune teller

Cry aloud amorous woman
a deafening chime unceasingly
I do not hear thee ardent woman
feel deep into the dark fearlessly
weep for those who tread past thee
till thy laughter reflects amorously

amorous woman sing aloud
now to this world and beyond
sing every act of blasphemy
sing till the dagger of justice
rips apart words of sedition
sing until ye bleed true rendition

Amorous woman bewitchingly
crawl cold onto a naked desire
bear the sin of a vengeful vine
arouse consummation then abstain
bringing upon such writhing pain
reveal vindication as a loving liar
lest death be granted so amorously.