Poetry By Desdemona Aka WitchySeaWing

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The Dark Witch In The Snow Storm. There once a lived a witch both made of snow and ice and darkness and she would create storms and send snow falling down from the white sky down onto the dark and dirty floore of the earth when she was sad or simply mad. Her eyes are black as the night and her hair is a black as burned wood and her skin is the color of chocolate ice cream and when she is fine there are no storms only the sun and rain. She wears a black dress that is sometimes sky blue or black and maybe red and sometimes both you will either find her in the snow or in a lake and sometimes flying in the sky. As far as her sky blue or red scaly dragon wings can take her and if you are rude and impolite she will freeze you and if you do something much worse she will burn you. Her home is made of books and her music is tears and fears and her bed is made of silk cause her mouth hides cobra fangs and lots of stinging venom and her friends are death and the moon and the sea. Inside she is the dead of winter and sometimes there is a fire inside of her very being just like fire and Ice but more than anything there she is lust and sexual desire in the form of a witch that sometimes she is a meremaid and others siren or harpy and she will entice you with watery pleaures and fiery passons but if the mood stricks and if you are not right she will drown you at the bottom of the lake or the sea and you will great pain and sexual hungry so deep.
 
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Sky Meets Water Meets Fire. There a is witch with of such exquisite beauty and grace and elegance with fire encased in ice that most people can not reach or even hold a candal to her but she never talks. And she will show you images in your head that are meant to arouse the sword inside your pants and if you are wrong for her she will show show dreadful and grotesque nightmares and things the go bump in the night one soon to be embraced by darkness. Her mind is a sharpend tool and she hates fools and she's the one's who don't know they are fools and she it the snake that bites at your feet and temptress that whispers sweet nothings into your ears and leads you into the cold and icy water or into a flaming hell and leaves you to burn in it. She is the dragon and the beautiful maiden that dances with snakes and spiders then she sails into air over her kingdom of frost and blizzards with thousands of inky black crows her dark hearted kingbom is haunted by thunder and wind storms on a bad but on a good they there is much peace unless she is found because silence and isolation is her virtue and most people are blemishes and fire and ice will be placed on them greatly . Her crown is made up of polished white bones and shiny gold and on her finger are rings made up of human teeth and on here silky black clad lap lays a human skull and she the maker and keeper of sorrow and tears and sometimes dreams. Graveyards and cemeteries are haven and shelter and the sea she staple and sanctuary and she dislikes many and likes very few and her world is mosty black but filled with brilliant colors but is those not mean she is not dark and misunderstood by the many but doe's not mind being alone in dark because the dark night is also misunderstood by too many for to long.
 
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When A Witch Rides A Horse. A woman in black rides a gaint sky blue horse that essence is made of snow and winter and smells like the sea and this woman is very beautiful and queenly. She never speaks but there is beautiful and saddening music all around her and where she walk the snow and ice follows but so doe's fire. She is mesmerizing and ethereal but under ice lays great danger and grief but noone can look away from her entrancing beauty when is near. She is misery and death and she glides with grace on a frozen lake and her gaint horse galloping on the ice but it doe's not break unless she wills it to happen. She looks delicate but she is so much stronger than the breathers that are drawn to her and when they get to close and mistaken her for a breathing girl she lets her inner fire burn them to cinders or freezes them with rusty ice until break like a puzzle peices. Sometimes her hair is made of snakes and sometimes normal in red or white and maybe black and her eyes range from normal blue to unnatural black and she has thick but delicate fangs with posion and sometimes she bites and she often has the tail of a snake but she has several times more powers than this and other times she is just the gaint sky blue water horse.
 
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(Writers note) I don't think anybody will understand or respect my poems on here sadly but it is their own lose.
 
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A Hidden Snake Named Desire. There is a hidden snake that bites when awoken rudely with a foot directly to the head and there is snake in a tree and there is a beautfiul women with a snake around her lovely neck and then she holds her arms out to you. There are three beautifiul phantom like sisters that never speak and there a snake named desire that crawls on their skin while the full moon floats over head like a white pearl in a pot of black ink and the stars that surround them are glowing feathers. Now the three ghost like beautiful sisters are no longer in red dresses and are now naked dancing before you and at this there is no heaven and hell just a snake named desire and burning lust. And passion run wild in the light of the full moon as desire whipers softly into your ears and then the snake named desire bites into your vains and your eyes close as you enjoy pure. And bessed bliss as your world goes black and you are awakened a naked woman touches the naked and bare flesh of your naked body and then you have given into greedy and selfish lusts and desires which are many. Then it starts to rain and you can feel the percious rain against your velvety skin as the sisters over take you with kisses and sex and then you find yourself alone again in the woods and you are naked and standing in the woods and the woman and a snake named desire tempt and taunt you sexually then suddenly desire bites you with it's hot and burning venom but please remember every snake has it's own venom and sharp teeth even the most seductive one's and pretty one's my dear.
 
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A Flock Or A Cloak. There lays a cloak black as midnight and soft as powdery white snow and this black and silky cloak is so soft that you want to lay down with it and wrap yourself inside of it but this cloak is a woman and very beautiful one with a body to die for corpse delicti. And she has a plan to you get naked victim of untold desires and she will sex you up like no one can cause she is the raven or the crow that flies with feathery lusts and horny little desires and you are just a tiny fish in her pond and the fly that is stuck inside of her elegant spider's wed. And this beautiful and dark swan will tangle you up with her grace and massive sex appeal aswell as her whole beautiful package on a dark and beautiful wandering night and she will feed you delicious passions and raw sex that is alive and fullbodied and edible. While still very thrilling as she lays you down on a cold gravestone or a bed of thorny and blood red roses and watches your face for your ecstatic reaction full of esctay and now she knows all your little dirty secrets sex fest. But you do not care and she touches your naked manhood with her naked womanhood and this excites you to no end and the blood moon and the diamond stars look on as the watch the live sex acts on full and glorious display. as the two of you go to full sail and sail towards the bright and shinging moon and beyond as the both of you. are deep inside of each other and the two of you are fallen angels and grim reapers in your own little paradise far from the torments of your chambers in hell.
 
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I dislike your comment on behailf of Desdemona because I'am her friend and I’am using her account just for today. Because she gave me her username and passward and my name by the way is SevenShadesDemon. And I did not find your comment funny or cute and it's not amusing either and I can't blame her for not wanting to come back on here ever again.
 
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