Woman Dancing Under the Rain

She was dancing in the rain,
Her smile was long dead

No need to ask why?
You also knew how sharp the knife that you stab to her chest

And she just moaned,
Enjoying wounds to orgasm

You see it isn't it ?
Between red and blue on your canvas, full of longing

Her naked body, waiting for you in bed
Her eyes are staring at you, but her breath runs out in the swallow of pain

Now she was dancing in the rain
Unknowingly you miss her
Pain

Poetry is a little word with a hidden magical spell

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