Women Are Like Snakes
We come to you soft.
Swaying back and forth.
You hear music,
as my body dances toward you.
You seek trust,
from these darkened eyes,
as they stare right through you.
They add all the mystery,
a man is in search of.
A flick of the tounge,
like we are tasting you from afar.
We posses the forbidden fruit,
your body so badly hungers for.
With skin so smooth.
You begin to run your hand
down our backs, and around our waste side.
Now you have fallen to the temptation.
It is time to taste the fruit you so long for.
begining to rub across your fingers,
You become relaxed.
Working our way to the neck.
For this is the place which pleasure starts.
Wrapping our bodies around you,
we squeeze the life from you.
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