They call her, Venus vermiculite, so artistically articulate
that harpee where the sharks be, her heart bleeds in triplicate
drip drip infinite, winter is a frigid bitch
but this autumn this year is a wicked little hypnotist
her image is transmitted through that rose colored camera filter
nose bloody, candy filler, clothes cover half her figure
she actually speaks in tractor beams
an attractive thing with a nasty sting, sing
sing siren, sweet dreams silent night
smile like a moon beam, body like a knife
she’s the type to invite you over for dinner then
eat you for dinner, uncooked, cold kill a man
man-eater, insatiable appetite
dancing naked by candle light, Death’s favorite acolyte
dragon type passion like the fire in her eyes
but she won’t let you go until your world’s turned to ice
ooh la la la la ooh
retroactive rendezvous
middle child syndrome sullen september residue
before the frost forms and entombs the rotten fruit
bid adieu to the harvest moon
sweet leaves bleed and yield to the breeze
fate the matchmaker rooted too deep to grieve
seemingly serene but secretly an envious machine
practically immortal, embarrassed of every ring
wont bow before kings
thus destined to stare at the sky like why me
as, winter makes widows and spring brings relief and summer sets smiles then the gods go to sleep
year round gold souls antique, purpose oblique, impatience has peaked
never quite grew a taste for the autumn grey, with droplets to catch and a welcome to overstay
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