Wicked Temptress
Like a Lion, so predaceous,
You are wild, and so curvaceous.
always stuck in consternation
or slipping up over trepidation.
Beautiful, and so exotic
erogenous, with all erotic
One… two, then Erotica Symphony
you have me spinning, indefinitely.
You provoke my inner demon
You are like a Sextus screaming
like a shamanic intuitive healer
you are a resourceful killer.
If you leave, I get withdrawal,
you tempt me, with your wicked call
one day, shall you reign me no more
I will be void, down to the core.
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