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Flesh Huntress
The pricking sun starts to hide when the stars unfurl their cloaks The darkness starts to creep this evening Oh I can feel my spirit rising I stayed at the corner And concealed by the dim As I waited for them With a see through dress it reveals my fresh taut breast and flaunt my crescent hips Prowling, peering, peeping like the voyeur moon Scanning these passerby men with a filthy eye Ops, I spotted one! "Pssst, pssst, pssst" is an enchanting invitation from this lovely siren And I receive a glance With a wink of an eye he give in to mine In my bed I prepared sheets of smooth linens, rose spattered floors like a shattered virgin, Sets of burning candles weep my husband's leave but their lights celebrate my burning desires He perfumed me with his breath He oiled my body with kisses fluids dripping in my flesh Giving and receiving Warm bodies colliding Flesh against flesh as this fire we unleash Riding to pleasure till we reach hell's depth I'm a flesh huntress who craves for flesh I sling sweet talk and bait my body I need not snare for that is man's desire Don't dare to escape As I cast sin's net This poem is inspired by proverb's immoral woman...I am not pointing to a woman in general...this is just a particular woman whom I also know....the point of view here is shifting...
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