Temptress
Once concealed like
the devil behind the
serpent she is.
No!, not even an inch
did i know of what
lies between her
bamboo legs.
With lips as that of an
angelic maiden she
kissed, saying nothing
else i accepted
comfort like cold
porage.
She hugs better than
a lover, cuddle so tight
than a mother.
But her motive was
vile same as those of
lost eden,her actions
bears it forth.
My memories said to
me, tainting your
image was her
mission, soiling your
name her vision,down
to your rising
fame ,her proffesion.
Alas! I recall this is
but the lips of a
temptress.
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