Lovely Penguin

poetry, prose and randomness

my devil’s paintbucket

by marie gordon

It was my night
In the devil’s den
It was my night
To breathe sweet air

Our dresses swayed
Reds and blacks twirled
Giggling ‘neath green eyes
Was it our night

The colors swirl
Wrapping consciences
Tearing siGn down
Off sparkly walls

Sin isn’t black
Not red, no more
Who said devils sin
Only people

When colors mixed
The darkness glowed
Under green eyes
Our treachery swooned

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