Casanova's just desserts ~ COLLABORATION APRIL & FRIEDAA Poem by Frieda Pthere was no actual carnage in the making of this poem, we wrote to the enticing graphic_Ben Newman ArtShe languished in licking the nectar from her succulent lips cherry wine still bleeding, poetically onto her dainty hankie fleshy nourishment still clung to her every whim she dabbled some more where his lying guts had been forsaken a severed treat with peach preserves lavished on a silver platter of half baked intentions and sticky betrayal's emotions still pulsating with promises as useless as his manipulations crooked Casanova caught this pretty kitty’s claws retracted in slippery satisfaction, dripping with delight deliciously steaming from his just desserts the cherry of his eye now so appetizing beefy treat he bragged on and on went down in one gulp's demise sans blood sweat & tears at the table one lump or two with that sassy tongue hardly matters when its been twice bitten wicked woman indulging as justice is served, washed it all down with a nice vintage chianti © 2014 Frieda PAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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Added on August 19, 2014Last Updated on August 19, 2014 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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