Deviant Math
Dragon’s scales tint her lips,
foolish beast relied on quips.
Fetid revenants litter her path,
miscalculating her deviant math.
Smile roasted in nutmeg morning,
candy ocean eyes belie warning.
Martyrs howl her veracity,
avarice dents preys’ sagacity.
Midnight breathes with shivered heat,
desires embolden passion’s conceit.
Blind and willing within her game,
gasping in loss to sacrificed shame.
Moments tremble as time suspends,
masterpiece chiseled with no amends.
His focus of being reduced to her one,
she’s gone next morn, feasting done.
EaS
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