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    Written of the Month (March)

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    Re: Written of the Month (March)

    She leaned forward on the edge of the bed, her dress, crimson red,
    rubbing it between her fingertips... the whiskey begins to mess with my head.
    Every breath shifts her breasts, I'm struggling to resist, a drip of sweat
    splatters on my shoe, her perfume hits my nose, I've become a fuckin' mess.
    I ask her for a price, she smiles and replies "don't worry about that tonight."
    Undoes the string behind her neck, out of respect I quickly close my eyes.
    Next thing I know, she's touching my thigh, biting my ear and rubbing my spine,
    so I lose control, release the beast inside, give into fear with nothing to hide.
    Her breathing becomes a symphony, filled with moans and melodic gasps,
    in this moment of physical empathy, she stones my soul with symbolic laughs.

    "You think I'm funny?"
    "No honey, we're just having fun..."

    I wrap my hands around her throat, she begins to panic and choke,
    frantic with hope, her nails claw at my hold but my manic side awoke.
    Suddenly, her windpipe is broke, her flesh begins to paint itself blue,
    and what started as a joke quickly turned into a tainted, hellish view.
    I'm not sure what to do, my adrenaline is replaced with total regret,
    should I drop the body in the bayou or escape town with hopeful neglect?
    I'll never forget that lady in red, the gaze in her eyes in front of death,
    knowing I wasn't the only person alive with nothing left.

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    Re: Written of the Month (March)

    Red Dress Effect


    A taste of beauty, bright skin filled with the essence of desire
    Polyester and lace touching a body even the heavens would admire
    Sparkle in my eyes as sun rays reflect off the the vivid scarlet
    Stunning.. The butterflies brace my stomach like a fitted harness
    Her motions toward me, signifies a siren in need of my attention
    Mesmerized by her magnificence I slowly proceed in her direction
    She lays me down, closes my eyes, I can feel the stark heat intensify
    Feel the blood rushing, the muscles pumping as my heart beat electrifies
    In the moment, each tick was snapshot that could stop the time
    that only magnified when I felt her smooth surface move on top of mine
    It was ironic, that this was the second time she took my 'breath away'
    the grasp of her weight had me convinced only death remained...
    I reached up, gasping for air and she kept going with her delicate touchin'
    my hands slipping of side boob and down the rolls of her gelatin stomach
    the illusion faded away, it was like a bucket splash on my mind
    feeling her coarse legs, back and forth creating a rash on my thighs
    The snapshots turned bad 'pop ups' and errors by design
    The butterflies in my stomach to wasps and terrors down my spine..
    A scenic angel transformed into sexual torture, turned into memory that I can't just suppress
    A memory of seduction, perception... A memory of the Red Dress Effect

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    Re: Written of the Month (March)

    Red Dress Of Depression

    Glamoured up from the head down ready for a night on the town
    Nothing in the world to worry about as long as the alchohol n pills went smoothly down
    She enjoyed the sounds of music flowing through her system easily captured by the rhythm
    she swayed in erotic ways her body language had its own mechanism
    visualized with lust in her eyes getting lost into a mans lips as she invisibly kissed em
    Hands up and down her spine she couldnt hold back the resistance
    He had a face so defined and his looks were so exquisite
    That led to a one night stand he was only in town for a one night visit
    Pictured him not leaving her alone for a minute
    Her mind traveled to this place called love but she left behind the golden ticket
    Her footsteps towards the Kitchen as she poured another glass of red and ingested another valume
    She took out her old records and recited the words to him from her favorite song off her favorite album
    It was often very seldom that she felt about someone this way
    She grasped him tightly as she sung softly in his ear "Please Dont Ever Go I Want You To Stay"
    Lay upon her pillow tell him her darkest secrets and horrid past
    As her head would fall into the masculinity of his arms shed grabbed her pack of menthols and kindly requested for a match
    She finally asked him Have you ever thought that Love n life can be defined from a novel
    She closed her eyes and dreamt away a fantasy was left at the bottom of her pill bottle
    Question is if u were lonely would you ever put on that Red Dress?
     It fit to Perfection but you never got noticed how would you feel?



    DEPRESSED!

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