Tuesday, August 26, 2008

White Widow

Day break ends
tomorrow is calling once again
children play, children laugh, not understanding their parents past
timid tommy toiling through the trees
no she's not high she's merely expressing everything in her inner thighs
he laughs with anger, cries with joy
speaking in tongues is worse than not speaking at all
the night has arrived
bringing out the white widow tonight
she could cast the spell upon, for you've mistaken her curling eye
except she'll spare you, although she's certain your another spy
The moon has risen, the spell has lifted
You're the savior that she needed