The Seductress

The alluring eyes--full round lips--pouting.
Receptive thoughts--of the lonely man--shouting.
The soft, full breasts--curvy hips--baiting.
A hungry heart--loins aroused--waiting.
Long satin hair--a waist that's bare--teasing.
His wanton glance--like in a trance--pleasing.
Polished nails--slender fingered hands--extending.
Even the slightest hope--of resistance--ending.
Now he's hers--lost in the curves--exploring.
With each touch--his emotions are--soaring.
Lying on the bed--red satin spread--burning.
In a whirlpool--spinning around--churning.
Climbing up a spire--can't go much higher--panting.
Held in her arms--by her magic charms--enchanting.
Intimacy they share--lying there--confessing.
Back from the heights--spending the night--caressing.
Seductress!

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