Dark Venus

by Pride Ed


Scarlet lips done in roses
She kisses the Sun goodnight, leaving crimson smears on the horizon
She ties black orchids to her ebony curls
Copper-colored hands weaving
 redolence into midnight gold
The night holds her close
She caresses the leaves and plays in shadows that move like smoke
Her amber eyes catch moonlight like glowing drops of honey
The tears from her eyes always the sweetest..
Full poem here

Art by Vladimir Kush


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