Distraction
Devil
Incarnate,
Serpentine
Temptress, you ensnare me with your
Raven hair.
Alluring eyes of
Caput Mortuum will
Torture me
In aeternum.
Oblivion, come hither.
Naganandi.
About the Creator
Raymond G. Taylor
Author based in Kent, England. A writer of fictional short stories in a wide range of genres, he has been a non-fiction writer since the 1980s. Non-fiction subjects include art, history, technology, business, law, and the human condition.
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