Ravishing Amy

Deep set sullen powder blue eyes,
Accept my hand for this final waltz,
Embrace me with your darkened arms,
Rise from the rack on which you sleep,
Long, wavey, brilliant pyrite hair,
Gentleman, stop feeding this charlatan,
But you, rest your hands in mine,
Feel the warming of my flesh,
Adorn black lace on your bawdy,
And blood colored lips on your face,
My intentions are not in vain,

Your heart beats faster,
Your breath begins to quiver,
Your legs start shaking,
Your hands prespire,
Your voice is cracking,
Your mind is wandering, away,
forever,

I'm so sorry,
For what I need to do,
Is plunge this serrated blade,
Into your satin skin,
So gently it goes,
Gracing your tender bossom,
And now the blood flows out,
And the tears come down,
Your now sullied cheek.

Lick the flavour of your life,
Know my warmth is from within,
And scream for your god,
As I pentrate you with sin.

- Ed Stal