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Vegas Street Poetry Vol.6

Updated on April 6, 2013

Skin Bar

Fetish

Flesh circus

Buffet for the senses

Captivating bodies

Gentlemen in trances

Blood boils

From the heat of their agility

A spark from a moment

That teases

So violently

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An Evening with a Stranger

She caught my attention

With a face

Worth being framed

Excitement runs wild

The birth of an animal

She wrapped all of my desires

Around her fingertips

Seductive and charming

She toys with my arousal

Glimmering exhilaration

Her lips hug the side of my ear

Screaming out her darkest fantasies

For a moment I am her greatest fear

Her eyes dilate

As I steal the breath from her lips

Her fingernails

Dig deeper into my chest

As my hands tighten around her hips

She releases a cry

That gets me high

Like a cat she screams

Through the night

Tightening the ropes

Around her wrists

And neck

The evening is warm

With candle light

And Cigarettes

Bound together

We taste each other’s flesh

Stopping our hearts

For a moment of death

The embrace of a reptile

Cold blooded

Euphoria

Show Girl

Bronze and Delicate

Decorated in feathers and sequence

Her legs are long

Ideal for dancing

The look in her eyes

Is that of a predator

Bravely hunting

In a field of the unsuspecting

She glides across the floor

Like a flower

In the wind

With a righteous attraction

For all of the city’s sins

She hopelessly prays for stardom

Hungering for a little respect

Pulling on the strings to my heart

Controlling my thoughts like a marionette

Her feet begin to melt beneath her

Leaving a trail

Of her beautiful mess

I can’t explain

My longing for her presence

Something so delicate

Attacking my heart

Beautifully primal

Voluptuous art

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Dirt

Prostitutes

Congregate

In the darkest parts

After hours

Pimps and dealers

Make their cash

Leasing flesh

And selling grass

Excited spenders

Looking for ass

Drop their jaws

And take off their glasses

Mental break down

Orgasms

Peacefully high

While their dying inside

Robbery

By the cost

Of a humans most personal

Desires

Real money is made in the dark

After hours

Buried in Pills

Patterns on the walls

Merge on down the halls

Leading to a tomb

Disguised as a hotel room

The TV hisses with static

To wake up the violent aromas

That compliment

The empty pill bottle piles

Stacked gently to the ceiling

The darkest corner steals the air

A limp body held in a chair

Its face hidden by its hair

A nameless silhouette

That lost their grasp on self control

Peace of mind

Is hard to find

When you watch the world

Through the window

Giving up

Unanswered prayers

Ran out of tears

To feed the demons

Rejected hope

Left in a chair

Forever to preserve

A cold lifeless stare

Energy won’t be wasted to help the helpless

Heads will turn

In effort to forget

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      Skyler DeCristoforo 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Fantastic! Always a pleasure to read your comments Gypsy! Great to hear you've been enjoying this because i know that i sure have!

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome.Fascinating tales from the darker side of life. I enjoy these Vegas poems.

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      Skyler DeCristoforo 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Thanks once again! I don't mind a little help at all. I often write these poems in the darkness in the city at night time on napkins or paper towels, bits of paper or whatever i can find to get the thoughts written down. Sometimes its quite a mess sorting it all out and correcting any spelling errors. Its truly been a blast none the less. Thanks for your help, Skyler

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      Jim Higgins 4 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

      These are killer poems. So direct and so in the moment. In "Buried in Pills,", I think you mean ceiling, and in "Dirt" dying inside for "dyeing."

      I hope you don't mind my pointing that out.