Angelic Temptress Poem by Wendy Bureau
Angelic Temptress
Perched high 'pon a rock plateau
Eyes vision, of rarest sight
An angel of feathered wing
Horned priestess, of darkened night
She sat with comfort and grace
Hair of dark length 'pon her shoulder
Sultry mistress, silent queen
Atop her throne, a boulder
She wore not clothes of wealth
For her dress was tattered, torn
Yet still she kissed the light of dawn
With the beauty of early morn
Her form was sleek and slender
Milky skin of manly desire
Goddess of temptation's sin
Burning embers, passion's fire
Divine creature of creation
Birthed not of Heaven, nor Hell
Wicked innocence, purest evil
In bodily form doth dwell
Perched high 'pon a rock plateau
Eyes vision of rarest sight
Angelic temptress, priestess
Of thine, most blackened night
Copyright 2008 W. Bureau
A stunning and enchanting poem Wendy! Nothing escapes your poetic visions! ! Such a wonderful read thank you! Best wishes! *10*! Friend Thad
'Yet still she kissed the light of dawn With the beauty of early morn'... These two lines literally robbed my heart...a rare Angelic Temptress! 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/1/2024 11:43:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love this poem! it flows in my mind, it has a rhythm that transcends the boundaries of vision! you astound me! ten! i wish a an eleven!