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Jeanette
Her ruby lips
Press your flesh
With icy fire
sucking your soul 
And you enjoy it
You are in ecstacy
And she knows you wouldn'tstop her
even if you could
She laughs
You cry
And you hold her tighter
Because you love her
And because you hate her
And you know you won't be seeing the dawn.
So she teases you
And she pleases you
And she shows you an evil you can love


THE DARK STRANGER
His cloak of mystery
Wraps around his firm body
Like a blanket of seduction
Drawing out the desires of the fine ladies
And rich blue-blooded gentlemen
Making the powerfull weep and beg
For his attention,
This strange un-man
This dark and knowing entity,
This man of Tascott Mannor.

THE GUY
P is for puberty -he hasn't hit it yet
R is for reality-a word he doesn't know
I is for intelligence- he IS a little slow
C is for compassion -he's a mean little s.o.b.
K is for kick-his-ass-something he deserves from me!


Overboard

Standing on deck
Staring at the churning black waters.
Feeling the icycold emptiness
Inside and out.
Climbing over the metal rails.
   Man overboard.

Sun On The Lake

The bright glowwing sphere
In the perfect cirrulean blue sky,
Casting golden ripples
In the large ox-bow lake.
Geese dip under the water's surface,
Searching for a meal.
A perfect moment in Canada's wilderness


Woman In White

The woman stands on the edge
Between the earth and the ocean.
The white foam swirrles
Around the hen of her gauzzian dress
Making it impossible to tell
Where her dress ends
And the ocean begins.
She stares out onto the horizon
Watching the setting sun
And basking in the last warmth of the day.
She closes her eyes .....
And fades into the mist

Devil Song

  The fleash burning,
  Melting off blackened bones,
  And the screams so horrid!
  Women pray to god for release,
  While the crowds cheer,
  And dance.
  And the devil sings
  His song.



  BEAUTY
  My beauty you are the one
  The one of my dreams.
  The one that drives me to madness.
  I close my eyes
  And there you stand
  In your exquisite dark beauty.
  I long to touch you To share with you my everything,
  My love,
  My life.
  So take my everything,
  Take my love,
  And take my life .
  I am yours eternally.



  THE RIVER 
  The river
  Of all things
  Bringer of joy
  And content.
  The force
  Of power
  And greatness
  Swiftly rushing
  To the world.
  Worshipped,
  Loved,
  Forgotten,
  And forgiven.
  That is the mystic
  River of Life.







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