Tales Of A Wife: My Devil Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Tales Of A Wife: My Devil



Temptations to wear your gloves and mask
They shouldn't have told you
That your look so devilish
Tremendously catastrophic each time you smile...

A light in the dark
A pretty configuration
A pressure barometer
A conspicuous adoration..

Brown and vivacious,
Bet it: I watched your transformation
Body looking grown and so well kept
Blaming Heavens for creating such a vessel...

You are the sinful right for a sinner
Your dark lashes and waist are the killer
You should know by now for
You are the Devil I always remember...

Sunday, December 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: beautiful
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