Her serpent hair hisses at the approach of the male Medusa Snake tresses strike and Entangle In his burred and rusted iron hair Lust to love is this the path they both seek? Snake-slit eyes Meet in a cracked mirror with his blank steel pupils Only a glance managed before petrification sets in Take what comes desperate for touch Fangs and claws keep skin from touching skin Only punctures Only scratches Can reach through Take what’s here Ignore the long line of petrified lovers behind you.
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