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Array ( [sid] => 174910 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The fever [time] => 2013-01-25 19:13:45 [hometext] => a beauty to be feared,specially when the sun goes down [bodytext] => Rain pounding on the city streets
dark and loney world.
Nightclub is hopping,over crowded
perfume and alcohol
she is on the prowl.

A diamond or a devil
nobody seems to know
with one look she wipes your senses
sweet lure of her jasmine perfume.

Long legs dressed in black net stockings
black lace dress twisting round her thighs
she is new to the city
hunting with her eyes......

She feels the need within her
as she looks round the smoke filled room
hunting for the one,
wrath of hell unfurl.

She will hold no punches
she finds the one she wants
soft and sultry she approaches
reaching out her hand.

He didnt hesitate, followed her to the dance floor
it took but a moment,
under her spell he deeply fell
lulled into stupidity,
( a scene I knew all to well)

Out the door they went,
into the cold wet rain
shadows of the streetlights
casting ghostly pain.

Down the dark alley
she clutched his soaking coat,
he excited at the thoughts he had
but little did he know........

But I knew, I had watched this scene before......
another victim of her fever

shhhhhhhhhhhh
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The fever

Contributed by shelby on Friday, 25th January 2013 @ 07:13:45 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Rain pounding on the city streets
dark and loney world.
Nightclub is hopping,over crowded
perfume and alcohol
she is on the prowl.

A diamond or a devil
nobody seems to know
with one look she wipes your senses
sweet lure of her jasmine perfume.

Long legs dressed in black net stockings
black lace dress twisting round her thighs
she is new to the city
hunting with her eyes......

She feels the need within her
as she looks round the smoke filled room
hunting for the one,
wrath of hell unfurl.

She will hold no punches
she finds the one she wants
soft and sultry she approaches
reaching out her hand.

He didnt hesitate, followed her to the dance floor
it took but a moment,
under her spell he deeply fell
lulled into stupidity,
( a scene I knew all to well)

Out the door they went,
into the cold wet rain
shadows of the streetlights
casting ghostly pain.

Down the dark alley
she clutched his soaking coat,
he excited at the thoughts he had
but little did he know........

But I knew, I had watched this scene before......
another victim of her fever

shhhhhhhhhhhh




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Re: The fever (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 26th January 2013 @ 03:54:38 AM AEST
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Great write, girl friend.
You had me going 'cause I thought it was a vampire thing a first.
huggs, blessings, luv,
emy


Re: The fever (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 26th January 2013 @ 07:28:59 PM AEST
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Nicely stated. Some might say, better than the rash!


Re: The fever (User Rating: 1 )
by Rylo on Sunday, 27th January 2013 @ 02:48:03 PM AEST
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Loved it Michelle so good to see you getting back into the groove of things.


Re: The fever (User Rating: 1 )
by colinb on Saturday, 16th February 2013 @ 03:33:25 AM AEST
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outstanding




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