Diamond-Sapphire Throat Poem by Uriah Hamilton

Diamond-Sapphire Throat

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When the drunken moon
Drips moonlight streams
Of Champaign light,
I’m going to clasp
Your small-girl hips
And lick with desire
Your slender diamond-sapphire throat.

I’m composing dangerous notes
To be compiled in your vampire book
Of gothic criminal style.

Smile with blood-red lips
That invite me to partake
In the pleasure of your sensual mysteries

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Declan McHenry 03 March 2007

Intriguing piece Uriah. You going into the darkness? Enjoy.

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