Vogue With The Demon Poem by Satan's Sibling

Vogue With The Demon



Dancing with the demon,
With the eyes burning true.
Thinking about that dance,
In that moment I flew.
Hair of flames and eyes of emerald,
I see upon the stars.
In that sacrifice, once, twice, thrice,
They merged, Venus and mars.

Tuesday, May 1, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,eyes,hair
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