The She Serpent
Always flirts with disaster because she’s doom’s mistress
the power to enchant, hallucinate and control she possess
for dinner, she invites the legions of man’s captivity and slavery,
feasting to her records of conquer. What a hostess!
In awe of her highness,
she's the poisonous weapon and master manipulator
love, submission and tenderness, she falsely confess
with an intentional touch seemingly careless
ruining the victim to sustain her prowess
Her tricks, smoothness, lust and passion please avoid
or join her miserable congress
and suffer all the pain and embarrassing mess
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
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