Evening Romance

[Rcklay]

Here’s my latest revision. I’ve also revised the title from Madam Romance to Evening Romance. 


Night belies the lady.
Lap laden with garlands
And lace.
Legs, lush and
Layered with flesh.
Layered with
Lie after lie.

Leering lookers bow,
Unmoored.
Affixed to fangled lore.
Foppish fellows—
This one feeble,
That one foul.

Night knows the gnarly truth:
A lady mangled
Needs no name.
Night is nesting each grave.
She numbers them—
One by one.


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Lay the lovely lady
Lap laden with garlands of lace
Legs, lush and lusty
Layers of flesh
Layers of lie
After lie
After lie

Leering lookers low to the floor
Affixed on all fangled fours
Foppish fellows
This one feeble
that one foul

Night knows the gnarly truth
A nearing needle for those who kneel
In her name.
Night is nesting the knave
She numbers them one
By one 
By one.