Dead soul with love,
The smell of jasmine wafted in air,
The beads in her anklets jiggling as she tapped her feet
To get the attention
He looked at her
There she stood like a Diamond in the dark,
The hungry look in his eyes
Feasted her every inch of skin.
She bit her lips, sashaying her hips
As she walked off to a dimly lit dingy hotel room.
As the beast in him ravaged her skin,
She stared at the moon through the open window,
The stained moon
The...