Jazzy Belle
The jazz hit my soul
Spotting me cowering from the size of the sound
And devoured me hole
For hours I'd hold my glass stirring spirits to sounds of clinking ice
Enticed by the dim lights romancing my eyes, the scent of lies, and the smooth drinks
The sultress gracing the stage swoons - Her voice and my ears collide
She has made love to my mind I could see her if I were blind
The way her vocals enraptures my thoughts
I play the drunken fool or a Fox in a trap
Unbewittingly this forest will be my doom
"One more Crown on the rocks"
It's false hope that I've bought
Into Hell's Harbor I docked
She left the stage in rambles
It quaked with each step away from the mic
I followed into the darkness
Like a moth drawn to a light
Earning my way backstage with bribes
I conned my way inside her dressing room
She sat entombed in the triump of her performanced
A playful demeanor beseeched from me flirtation
I could tell the toll of her callers had been many
I simply couldn't break from my fate of infatuation
The tides of time and space fought against my sake
And she said yes to dinner, didn't change her dress
We entered a near by mom and pop
Her attire rendered desire. I swear they stared as if their hear stopped
She mopped the floor with all who had come before
I paid the bill after an hour - conversation never soured
She gave all the rights answers to prove her suspicions I was a coward
Who couldn't counter desire or say what I was after
She blurt it out with vulgarity once our feet hit the street of this broken city
The state of outward disfunction mangled something in me
I screamed "YES!" Back at her
She erupted in laughter and we kissed
It began to rain right as I threw her on my bed
Wet was the bliss - again and again
Satisfaction captioned by hopes the night would never end
But it did
I awoke for slumber wondering if these pleasures had been a dream
Had I drank a bit to much and staggered home only to cling to fantasies in my sleep
The truth confirmed in note
She had left before dawn or so she wrote
"I snuck out after bearing witness to your sin
You see I am the embodiment of the weakness held within
I am the original temptress - Queen of these instances
Where a man cannot overcome his love of liquor and women
I will stand laughing once Life diminishes
See the deeds done after dusk - the lust you've exhibited
Has forever tainted your soul - your entrance to heaven is prohibited
You will burn eternally in the fires of Hell
Thanks for the fun, I wish you the best until death
- Jazzy Belle (Jezebel)"