By gnomey dragonfleyes@msn.com
Date: 17 August 1999

painted jezebel

 her painted toes move through the crowd, seducing concrete with every
 gentle step, she walks and walks and walks and winks, bringing in men
with
 every breath, they stop and stumble as she strolls by, with her hands
 caressing her plastic cup of wine, liking the feel of the cup on her
tongue
 as she plays with its edge.  Her smalls breasts peaking through her thin
 cotton shirt, teasing not only her nipples but also mens imaginations. 
 Crossing her long legs she invites men to lay their glances on her and
 feast on what they can't have.  Beckoning them with her long legged
spandex
 and skin.  
 
 come fill my glass, she says, with her eyelashes.  As she dismisses each
 one as they pass by.  
 
 come play with me says the painted jezebel, touch me and you will see,
what
 you can't have for but one moments time.  I tease and tease, you are my
 evenings prey, i will hunt you and taste you, but then i will let you go
to
 bleed, i'll paint my eyes, and i'll burnish my lips so you want to touch
 them, but you will never touch more then my skin, i will walk and walk
and
 walk i will parade through these streets, looking men in their eyes,
 wanting them to come play but i wont give them more then that, they will
 walk after me and they will want to come after to me, and want the
pleasure
 that they think i can give them, and then i will walk away, i will walk
 away with my glass of wine and my tongue gently teasing the edge of my
 glass, i will walk away and just let their gazes linger on me as i become
 smaller and smaller to them, i will make my body their sacrificial
temple,
 they will lay their bodies at the entrance of it, but they will never
know
 the secrets, yet they will give all they can because i am the painted
 jezebel, i am the one they are taught to seek.............