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Inspired by the picture.

Beautiful Deadly Temptress

Framed by the doorway
Such a vivacious curvey temptress
So evocative and provocative 
A fem fetal a tasty feast for the eyes sex kitten
Like Diana, the Huntress stalking her prey

Perfectly formed poised and irresistible
As forbidden fruit ripe for picking
So juicy and tantalizing
A paragon of such sumptuous beauty 
As fragrant as a rose and as potent 
Oozing feminity turning up the heat

A Siren so alluring as a moth so transfixed
Dances hypnotized against their will
Toward a leaful candle aglow flickering flame
With lusty eyes were full of naughty unashamed 
Lust and the fire of desire
Beckoning come hither
As a cunning spider set its trap
To snare a passing fly
And entangle the victim
Into her Web of deceit and fabricated lies
Her sumptuous lips laced with poison
An elixir of certain death
Bella Donna was her name
A cruel judge who sentences her victims
To a certain death
Leaving a trail of tears and broken hearts
Of lover's family and mothers unaware of their demise

Many foolish besotted victims lost the game
Now left shrivelled up
And sucked dry
Litter her honey trap none ever survived
If you see Bella Donna in that doorway
Don't look into her eyes
Turn away and walk away
On the other side.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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March 16, 2024 at 6:11 AM
Hey Peter, your poem paints a vivid and evocative portrait of a femme fatale, Bella Donna, whose irresistible allure and dangerous charm captivate those who encounter her. The imagery used to describe her, such as being "framed by the doorway" and possessing a "sumptuous beauty," conveys a sense of her magnetism and seductive power.
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March 16, 2024 at 8:03 AM
Hi, how are you doing? Thanks so much. Inspired by the picture. I could just imagine, she was out for the kill. The hunter out to catch another victim Men falling at her feet. The look in her eyes and how she displays her goods. I've met Women like that, as so many out there. Thanks so much. Always great to hear from you. Enjoy the rest of your weekend. Pete.
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