Ghazal-The Spell In the Potion
Incited by her Allure Sensuelle...
a vulnerable man is noticed by all.
Quite by nature, I rarely frequent clubs...
loud music turns me into a demon from hell.
She brought me so many Martinis on the Rocks...
I drank them too quickly and took a bad fall.
The spell in the potion must have acted too slowly...
I showed her respect, but she became too sensual.
Discovering the foul play, I was dismayed by her madnesss...
she left in a hurry and disappeared down the crowded hall.
Entered in Jared Pickett's contest, " The Ghazal "
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