Butterfly Jezebel
She rides summer burning
sky with scorching
wings of shadow-fire,
a butterfly devil
girl in a lust
whirl upon arousal
of sexes’ furl.
On edge of wing-fire
she circles around blossoms of
seduction and she
moves the sky with
a thunder-flap flutter
playing the wind like
lovers in a
sea breeze embrace.
Like temptations jezebel
she’ll trap you
in her sin and once
you’re under
her wings, though
her wings you’ll
try to tear, she’ll burn
you with flaming
flits of fury.
Like a phoenix she rises
through flames of
passion and takes
you higher through the heat
of summerfade to
the chill of winterrise
in a nectar center
of love like a
god of liquid melt.
She’ll give you fever,
give you wings,
suck you into her vibes
of wicked things.