That One

She’s an angel

that devil

A red dressed vixen with the limbs of a goddess

the smile of a muse

the eyes of perfection

whims that set men and women all a flutter with desire to please

She is the fire of want

the burning insatiable hunger of need.

Trouble and turmoil

scorching passion

A fix away from happiness

a mess in need of cleaning

She broils

scorches

scars

She does

because she can

 


 

fgArt by:

Kevin Carden

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