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Itsy-Bitsy

Itsy-Bitsy

Captivated by my embrace
Barbs caress an angelic face
Bitter cold in immortality
I need to touch your vitality

Upon sanguine satin sheet
So tender my sweetmeat
Don't try to run; it's much too late,
Poison laps an itsy-bitsy wait.

Spend eternity in titillating arms,
I want to savor inner charms.
Look into octave sable eyes,
Reckoned, a tasty little prize.

Hush now, don't thrash about so,
Such bliss surveying flux flow.
I can't assure, you won’t go insane
I can only promise it won't be in vain
 

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Fauxcroft

Love this wicked little number :) lol 

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Liian Varus

The whole time I was reading this I was thinking about the time I saw this male spider try and mount a female spider, and every time he tried, she would try and eat him. He kept trying; eventually he became a meal. Men. Am I right? Shucks!

Two wings up for imagery!!!

LV

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Syd

Excellent poem Lisa. Very in keeping with the Halloween season.

- Syd xo 

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Anthony Yormesor

Wow! Every bit of this work was perfectly done. Thumbs up PoetessDarkly

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unknown2.0

Wow! it's amazing!!!
Keep up the good work :)

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ecesis__

Lovely work poetess. 
The last 4 lines are composed very well. 
The pauses, commas, seem to wrap it up, and provide a kind of entrancing air when read internally. 
i love the 4 line, 4 line. an original, traditional form. i love to use it, its quite magical when you do. Like an ingrained system built into it, that has an elegant sweetness. 
"sanguine satin sheet" visually evoking! i can see how its sanguine... light to the touch, enwrapping round the curves of the body. a shininess etc.  well crafted.

 dear, i hope immortality isn't cold for you poetess. your warmth lies in your books. you can always caress them.. haha. 

insanity doesn't carry vanity. enticing idea. many avenues to be explored!! 

:) x

 

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