Treasure Island

Wendy Bureau


Angelic Temptress


Perched high 'pon a rock plateau
Eyes vision, of rarest sight
An angel of feathered wing
Horned priestess, of darkened night

She sat with comfort and grace
Hair of dark length 'pon her shoulder
Sultry mistress, silent queen
Atop her throne, a boulder

She wore not clothes of wealth
For her dress was tattered, torn
Yet still she kissed the light of dawn
With the beauty of early morn

Her form was sleek and slender
Milky skin of manly desire
Goddess of temptation's sin
Burning embers, passion's fire

Divine creature of creation
Birthed not of Heaven, nor Hell
Wicked innocence, purest evil
In bodily form doth dwell

Perched high 'pon a rock plateau
Eyes vision of rarest sight
Angelic temptress, priestess
Of thine, most blackened night



Copyright 2008 W. Bureau

Submitted: Monday, March 23, 2009
Edited: Friday, May 06, 2011

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  • Bob Gibson (4/7/2009 10:26:00 PM)

    I love this poem! it flows in my mind, it has a rhythm that transcends the boundaries of vision! you astound me!
    ten! i wish a an eleven! (Report) Reply

  • Thad Wilk (3/26/2009 10:38:00 PM)

    A stunning and enchanting poem Wendy! Nothing escapes your poetic visions! !
    Such a wonderful read thank you!
    Best wishes! *10*!
    Friend Thad (Report) Reply

  • Kesav Easwaran (3/24/2009 5:26:00 AM)

    'Yet still she kissed the light of dawn
    With the beauty of early morn'...
    These two lines literally robbed my heart...a rare Angelic Temptress! 10+ (Report) Reply

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