Poem -
Wench
Gorgeous wench
Lay on my bench
Sweet hazel eyes
For this heart doth hypnotise
As the door chime rang
Marked on the neck by fang
In time to mark scent
You could not rent
That which belong to the moon
On a starry night dim dust doom
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Hey jai loved the picture and to have too have hazel eyes . Cool write .rock
You know my staple diet well,
women, wine and poetry all on a
cold night together, wench!
Thank you Mr Rock Hard you
are writing similar to Cherie
mystery romance fantasy
catch those Dragons!
Luv from Jai:)