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She smiles. A vivacious, curvaceous grin Crammed full of pearly menace. How many sins Are hidden within The cigarette-stained canvas And a life soaked in gin.
#colourchallenge. Snow white skin. Hides her sin. Enchanting eyes. Blindfold the lies. Soft words she speaks. Masks the evil she'll beseech. Hands so soft and gentle. Yet to others so detrimental.
Wrapped around. Her little finger. The world it seems. Under her spell. On every word. The boys do linger. And if she wants. The girls as well. Her body deadly. Traps their gaze. It pulls them in.
Creamy white skin, Fiery, flowing hair. Ice cold eyes, An alluring stare. Poisonous words, A descendant of Seth. Blood red lips, The kiss of death.
With a gun in my manicured hand, And heels at my command, With my rouge lips that pout and bite, And my daring dark eyes that sparkle light.
Violent Violet. Throws me a look,. A dagger in the heart. Of a fool who mistook. Violent Violet. For a girl who cared,. One who loved and. Could be repaired,. But violent Violet.
She lurks in the shadows, her sugarcane smile, Seductive, this buttercup girl, She lingers and lurks, selling songs for a while, Then, under the moon, slips a swirl.
Caution: 16 plus only recommended please :) A lusty, busty red-head girl, all bouncy, smiles and leggy twirls Her short black dress and killer heels She’ll giggle and wiggle for your...
she throws the red lipstick all over her plump lips. uses a tissue and her finger for assistance. slams the lipstick back into her pouch. for the night she is red lipstick. red. bold. fierce.
Six side faces. rolling destinies dice,. Diamond embedded ice,. Crystal shards of snow,. Crimson eyes. burning through night,. Draped in gold,. Sleepless temptress,. Silk skin. veins in darkness,.
She glides through the room with a smile on her face, Drinking wine and spiking hemlock with a needle and a lace, Wry expression, cold satire, she's a vixen of the club, And she acts her life in fire...
Was it just a notion. Just a passing motion. Going through the days. Nothing more she wishes to say. Then the night comes. And a vixen she becomes. Playing on her personal strengths.
#nature #snow A vocious sneer behind your smile, To fool a man just for a while. A smell of death behind your wings, Like crismon scarlet in the snow.
She'll be your obsession, and you'll be her possession. She'll be your waking hour and your midnight sleeping drug. It's hypocritical. She'll love you and kill you.
Razor sharp acidity on your tongue,. Vanity dripping down. the curves of your lips,. Ready to sink your teeth into the night,. Venomous bite,. deadly sway of the hips,. Swept off your feet,.
#taleofterror #nightdwellers At the same time every night as the old clock chimes midnight, the beautiful woman walks the hallways looking for others she can tell of her plight.
#nightdwellers She's a lady of the twilight, a beauty to behold. She will give you her body, but her heart she'll withhold. Skin soft as silk, eyes that sparkle like moonshine.
Scales for her skin,. Gills on her ribs,. A fishes tail for a limb,. Devil red on her lips,. Makes men fall to their knees,. But evil lurks within her,. Snickers at their pleads,.
I have never been to her show,. I have never met her before,. Angel or devil,. Known rebel,. Eyes black as night,. Gives you fright,. Lips are blood,. You'd kiss her if you could,.
#household Black stiletto heels, sharp as junkie's needles, Click on marble tiles with seductive precision. Short pencil skirt and a great set of wheels, Razor sharp wit making surgical incisions.
Her stare could kill a thousand armies. Her determination could break a steely mans will. Her beauty shatters a million hearts. Her intellect leaves you with chills. Ice maiden frozen to the core.
Skin so soft, Hair raven black, Are you prepared For her attack. She'll get you completely unaware, Body warm and silky hair, She'll strip you completely bare.
Chapter 1 The Geisha Glass lanterns filled the room like hundreds if coloured stars. They shone soft light down in the twirling dancers below.
A knock at the door stirs her from her slumber, and a rather pleasant dream also.