She opened up a raging world
Of lust and life,
Of vigor and vengeance,
When she closed her fist.

I saw her eyes breathe with fire
And gaze through his arid soul;
When she blinks, havoc slowly creeps
Into the man’s vestiges of life.

He imploded, his voice bursting away,
Then she grabbed his soul,
Smelled it, kissed it, then ate it;
She then offered a sigh followed by a laugh.

She closed a melancholic world
Of agony and acrimony,
Of torture and touché
When she opened her fist.



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