Claudelle DeLuna

**Devil's Madame**



Devil’s Madame

she laid the devil asleep

under white feathers & covers

he rests amongst the angels

gently breathing a lullaby choir

she woke the devil’s rest

upon the end of day moonlit songs

he levitates the dreams impure

blazing through hells impassions

she loves the devil’s den

 dresses above the knee at best

tempting & glorious his nights

perpetually weaving love and lust

Claudelle DeLuna ©2020

 

Comments5

  • thisismyidentity

    Love this.

    • Claudelle DeLuna

      Thank you for your time & comment
      *CāœŒšŸ™‚

    • orchidee

      oohh now, should I meet her? Will she be too much for me? Probably! heehee.

      • Claudelle DeLuna

        just stay safe from trouble wearing skirts šŸ¤­
        Thank you, Orchidee
        *CāœŒ

      • The Uneducated O.A.P

        Short skirts love and lust what more could a man want? Nice one Claudelle, Bill

      • Fay Slimm

        Oooh waking the devil's rest sounds dangerous and dressing to entice is playing with fire........... great read Claudelle and love that sax.

        • Claudelle DeLuna

          Thank you so much, Fay šŸ’–
          *CāœŒšŸ™‚

        • Goldfinch60

          Beautiful sensual write Claudelle with some wonderful music to accompany your words.

          Andy



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