Poem: Fatal Attraction

Fatal Attraction

A white silk for a beauty,
Wearing it for Death,
Her loyalty lies for him,
Making herself his Mistress.

She’ll drink Dark Bloody Mary,
Fill her lips with seductive words,
Alluring men to die for her,
Creating an army for Death.

A Worshipped motive,
A teasingful galore,
She loves the terror,
She kisses the Blood.

The Death adores her Sinfully Beauty,
He wants her as his wife,
A white almond coated with dark chocolate,
Is her rightfully venom.

Yours Truly,
Chii~