Lady in red
I met her once....
Walking down a gravel path in a red dress
Floor length with two slits at the sides
She looked like sin
Her gaze was straight ahead..
Her long black her hair falling above her buttocks
Her jet black hair contrasting greatly with her red dress
She can make a saint curse
On and on she walked..
The wind swinging her dress exposing her thighs
Built like a goddess the lady in red
Her figure... dear lord her curse!
On her lips a grin did play...
As she wandered far and far away
I wonder who victim is today
There's surely going to be a feast today
Author's note
I created this for fun so just enjoy...
