“The Un-Be-Known”
I saw you dancing in the shadows of
a purple moons' silver light
twisting, twirling, fearing not of
demon, clamouring, brazen night.
Foot sure, dancing on and on
whilst gargoyles lick upon
lips and lust in delight for one,
whose innocence, lay freely open.
Hair glowing moons' silver light,
limbs slender, flay leisurely in
cool summers' night.
Un-be-known,
Satan's beckoning, awaits
you, to come unto him.......
© TeAnne Oct. 5. 1998
Thank You Pam.
April 9.1999
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