AngelicVampires
04-08-2005, 10:52 PM
Hi all!
After 3 attempts to keep this one saved on my comp, I finally have it finished....in hopes of it staying saved, lol. I plan on making a series, this being part of that series. Anyway, enjoy!
The Seductress
Dark soft hair and black eyes that gleam in the night
Her form a true treasure in every man’s lustful sight
Her smooth skin a perfect and entrancing cream
Choosing to award a nightmare or wonderful dream
Dressed all in black she comes to claim her victim
Silently alluring and revealing the forbidden to him
Her fingertips tickle and tease his begging skin
While he wonders what secrets she has within
She locks her eyes on his as a smile spreads across her face
And he abandons all caution and follows in her place
Wrapped in the arms of a careless and hidden darkness
This is when her game becomes the most deceitful, heartless
Touching and caressing her nakedness intrigues him on
His worry and cares left in another world, completely gone
She wraps her arms about his neck and kisses with passion
Many men have succumbed to her in this very fashion
Tongues lashing together in a dance of her cruelty
But his eagerness carries him towards her offered luxury
Her hands drift over his shivering and trembling frame
Yet he’ll never know what she is, never know her name
He lays her down in her own bed of dark satin
And presses his lips upon her tempting skin
Entwining their bodies, pleasuring in lust’s grasp
Unable and not wanting to escape her sexy and evil clasp
Their time is spent with the birth of a new imploring dawn
She has made her use of him, he transformed into her pawn
She is pleased with herself as she has left him in his confusion
A prisoner of his own self destruction, confined in disillusion
Through time, she continues with her tormenting game
Yet no man will know what she is, never know her name
Born by demons and harbored by lonely men’s thoughts
She hides reality and entangles the truth in everlasting knots
Time will ensure that her image remains ever enchanting
With men chasing after her, their hunger for her ranting
For those who see her, heed a simple piece of advice
She comes to you as a lover but only to entice
She feels no love for she has no heart for emotion
With her dress of entrapment and cape of commotion
She convinces men that they must have her each and every day
But she will in turn use them and leave them to their own decay
:halo:
After 3 attempts to keep this one saved on my comp, I finally have it finished....in hopes of it staying saved, lol. I plan on making a series, this being part of that series. Anyway, enjoy!
The Seductress
Dark soft hair and black eyes that gleam in the night
Her form a true treasure in every man’s lustful sight
Her smooth skin a perfect and entrancing cream
Choosing to award a nightmare or wonderful dream
Dressed all in black she comes to claim her victim
Silently alluring and revealing the forbidden to him
Her fingertips tickle and tease his begging skin
While he wonders what secrets she has within
She locks her eyes on his as a smile spreads across her face
And he abandons all caution and follows in her place
Wrapped in the arms of a careless and hidden darkness
This is when her game becomes the most deceitful, heartless
Touching and caressing her nakedness intrigues him on
His worry and cares left in another world, completely gone
She wraps her arms about his neck and kisses with passion
Many men have succumbed to her in this very fashion
Tongues lashing together in a dance of her cruelty
But his eagerness carries him towards her offered luxury
Her hands drift over his shivering and trembling frame
Yet he’ll never know what she is, never know her name
He lays her down in her own bed of dark satin
And presses his lips upon her tempting skin
Entwining their bodies, pleasuring in lust’s grasp
Unable and not wanting to escape her sexy and evil clasp
Their time is spent with the birth of a new imploring dawn
She has made her use of him, he transformed into her pawn
She is pleased with herself as she has left him in his confusion
A prisoner of his own self destruction, confined in disillusion
Through time, she continues with her tormenting game
Yet no man will know what she is, never know her name
Born by demons and harbored by lonely men’s thoughts
She hides reality and entangles the truth in everlasting knots
Time will ensure that her image remains ever enchanting
With men chasing after her, their hunger for her ranting
For those who see her, heed a simple piece of advice
She comes to you as a lover but only to entice
She feels no love for she has no heart for emotion
With her dress of entrapment and cape of commotion
She convinces men that they must have her each and every day
But she will in turn use them and leave them to their own decay
:halo: