05 January, 2021

Eve’s Daughters

Such sweet wine, those lips.

Such allure, those hips.

Such promises, those words,

Such deadly cuts, those hurts.

 

Their promises of heaven do tell,

Could very well be the gates of Hell.

A woman's touch, such ecstasy,

Lies within the seeds of tragedy.



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