Pandora keeps her box locked,
tattooed temptation on a warm
canvas, indelible by design.
Simple strikes in basic black,
shut the lid on a dim back alley,
secrets drawn in delicate detail.
Kitty kitty purrs across french tips,
mortal babe with an angel face
blows inquisitive kisses, curiosity
dances in the tilt of her glance,
kills quick the tom that rasps at her lock
with the flat of a sandpaper tongue.
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