The Seductress
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 sheer gown trails behind me
my bare feet hardly making a sound
yet my scent…..
my scent alerts you to my presence
to reaches you in pulsating throbs
and you turn the lock...
leaning heavily against the door
of the secret room
which bears your heart
but I know...
you want me
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 the scent
exuding from the cleavage
where my perfume scented fingers have been
the place your face
longs to be
I read your thoughts
and I sense
victory in sight
My voice
soft
melodious
Sweet
alluring, calls out to you
“Let me in…
I only want to please you
Let me love you
Don't be afraid"...
You cover your ears
to drown out the dulcet chime
the rhythm and rhyme
of my words
making your body move
I use this time
to pick the lock
with keys I have stolen
from one of the other rooms
fantasies of me
in your arms
in your bed
being ravished
my hair flowing
all over your body
as I bring delight
fantasies that need to see 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
Swaying with each step
My hands on curvaceous hips
my hair cascades down
my eyes take you in
a wanton smile on cherry lips
using every womanly grace
“Please”……
you try not to look
you try to turn away
knowing……knowing
I never fail
to capture
my prey
I stand before you
fingers under your chin
I gently raise your face
your eyes plead
my hair flows down
along with my gown
there at my feet
you inhale
the feminine scent of me
your eye traveling
where dreams have only been
I kneel
I whisper in your ear
my breasts against your chest
my breath against your cheek...
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 sweetest ever
Here
n~*~O~*~w
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For Justin Border's Art of Seduction Contest
Eileen
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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