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she was a work of art
sublime and fiery
just to explain at the start
her eyes glinted like hardened diamonds
her lips were red as the hibiscus
and her nails are scarlet
and she had the poise of a panther
she walked with measured steps
and her eyes scanned the surroundings
her impeccable style
drew the attention
and set everyone aside
she sashayed with a grace
and the timbre of her voice
was seductive at best
she was a vixen apart from the rest
her charms were wily
and her schemes were deadly
she knew how to ensnare
for she was a medley of
forbidden desires
she dressed to the nines
that put women to shame
men drooled over her figure
and wanted to tame
her wayward spirit
that was hard to control
her demeanour was a challenge
she was an enigma hard to decipher
I wanted to be a slave to her
the mistress of my soul
she was a rare creature of spirit
that was hard to see
having her was like the
tea with the devil
for she will consume you till the very soul
her talons of enticement
and the lure of the challenge
captured my mind
to the very core
I wanted to own her
by submission
without any inhibition
and appease her whole
she was the goddess of lust
I wanted to possess
and have as a part of my soul...
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