I Practice the Art of Seduction
Day in, day out… I’m here
softly walking down
the corridors of your mind
a seductress in search of the room
where you hide your heart
The train of my lace gown trails behind me
my bare feet hardly making a sound
yet my scent…..
my scent alerts you to my presence
and you turn the lock...
leaning heavily against the door
of the secret room
which bears your heart
but I know...
you desire my touch
I hear you
and move in your direction
standing outside the door
where you stand guard
protecting your dearest treasure
for you know
once I find it
you will be mine
I hear your heavy breathing
you sense my presence behind the door
you feel me
you shut your eyes
to block out the vision
that forms in your mind
my form...
my curves
clad in only wispy red lace
you smell my signature scent of seduction
it throbs with each beat of my heart
and you know
my fingers dripping with perfume
have trailed my neck
sinking themselves into my cleavage
pushing against
rounded breasts which strain
barely contained
in their lacey red covering
It is a scented trail of passion
your face, lips, and mouth
have longed to follow
against your will
and still...
I read your thoughts
and I feel
my victory
in near
My voice...
I let it reach your ears
in soft lilting tones
melodious sweet
allurement in vocal caress
my words entreat
“Let me in…
I want to please you
Let me love you
Open up to me"...
You cover your ears
to drown out the dulcet chime
the rhythm and rhyme
of my words
that brings to flare the heat
in your inner core
melting your resolve
the inferno of passion
licking at your frame
you tremble
I use this time
to try the lock
with keys I have stolen
from another chamber...
the Chamber of Dreams
where fantasies of me
reside
Me...
captive in your arms
in your bed
being ravished
subdued
being taken
taking
my hair ebbing and flowing
over your chest
all over your body
as I bring you delight
fantasies that now surge to the light
each fantasy a key
Yes, the largest key works
I turn the lock
and the door slowly opens...
WIDE
I step inside this forbidden room
where resides your heart of hearts
you have moved away from the door
in the middle of the room
you fall to your knees
in your hand, your heart
safe, protected, secure
“Please,” a ragged whisper
“Let me be”
Deliberately,
I make my way to you
letting my full hips have their way
they sway
with each step
bringing me closer
closer...
to my prey
My hands on my waist
Unchaste...
the look in my eyes
surrender...my prize
a wanton smile
curves my cherry stained lips
womanly grace
brings me close to you face
“Please”……
you try not to look up
you try to turn away
knowing……knowing
I never fail
Fingers under your chin
I gently raise your face
your eyes plead
I unpin my raven hair
it cascades, shaken down
it falls...along with my gown
undressed
body and soul
your breath...raptured
as your eyes travel
where only dreams have been
I kneel
I lean in
my breasts push against your chest
my breath warms your cheek
as in breathless whisper, I speak...
I've come for you, you see...
To set your cravings free
Unleash your fantasy
Your seductress, I’m meant to be
M~a~k~e ......L~~O~~V~~E
Ah...yes.....make honeyed love
Here
n~*~O~*~w
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For Justin Border's Art of Seduction Contest
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014
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