2009-12-31

"Dark of Death"

She appeard as a calling armed
And married with charm her hair
Flowed of plumes and Dunne's with
Feathers of a host,showing a natural
Bust that aired trust not knowing I
Was ready for lust,with a thrust
Rush, and a bust,tears flowed of a
Angel ,and as loud a cry and a by
Now stranded and branded the
Moon thundered and rained of shame
The stars traded and faded and the
Sun darkened as my eyes swelled and yelled
Going to Hell

Alfred Guajardo
copyrights@2009

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