Wendy Bureau - Angelic Temptress

Perched high 'pon a rock plateau
Eyes vision, of rarest sight
An angel of feathered wing
Horned priestess, of darkened night

She sat with comfort and grace
Hair of dark length 'pon her shoulder
Sultry mistress, silent queen
Atop her throne, a boulder

She wore not clothes of wealth
For her dress was tattered, torn
Yet still she kissed the light of dawn
With the beauty of early morn

Her form was sleek and slender
Milky skin of manly desire
Goddess of temptation's sin
Burning embers, passion's fire

Divine creature of creation
Birthed not of Heaven, nor Hell
Wicked innocence, purest evil
In bodily form doth dwell

Perched high 'pon a rock plateau
Eyes vision of rarest sight
Angelic temptress, priestess
Of thine, most blackened night



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Wendy Bureau

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