This is inspired by some women I’ve met.  Good people who made poor choices.

For Twists and Turns

There she is
She’s so beautiful
Like a needle in exposure
In a world full of hay.

The rabid hands in desire
A simple sense of touch
That silky glow at sight
For wolves to feed tonight.

Her codename is Red
She likes wearing cherry ChapStick
She likes kissing with tongue
To trap men between the legs.

It all comes down to the inner
It all goes back to the past
To decide what to do with the things
One cannot handle, one cannot forget.

She falls in love with her victims
But in reality she has become the prey
A battle of wits that ends up in violence
Just another bottle to kill off the day.

There she is
Simply so beautiful
Looking so pure and innocent
In her Sunday dress.

The crooked fingers in heat
Want to sink in where is wet
The spying eye of the night
Revel with such a spectacular sight.

Her codename is Violet
She likes to shed stained tears
She like smoking thin cigarettes
Her underwear is such an inconvenience.

It all points down to the inward
It all leads back to the past
To look for love in all the wrong places
To bathe in love, to shower from it.

She falls in love with her victims
But in reality she has become the prey
A hunger for lust that turns into violence
Just another hit to kill off the pain.

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