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Fatal Women

By Kevin N. Roberts

The dawn of day is drawing near—
Would that explain
Why I should wake and find you here,
My lost Allayne?

I see you wear the look of saints,
The face you feign,
To hide the hungry beast that waits
To strike, Allayne.

But parted lips betray the thirst
You can’t restrain,
And kissing them would make them burst
And bleed, Allayne.

(Poem's source: www.thehypertexts.com)

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