She Is A Seductress...

Steely blue hue, those eyes
Heated, though strictly for  lies
Elegant, her style  is guile

Instinct for lust directs her to targets
Sex is her weaponry with no regrets

Aplomb, highly aware of her body

Sleek, tantalizingly sensuous  hottie
Electric pulses course 'pon touch
Desires devilishly deviant as such
Ultimate goal, her aim is to seduce
Clothing undone slowly falling loose
Titillating, and brimming with allure
Replicating a serpent's posture
Enraptured, her victim surely falls
She's silky soft, sugar sweet to taste
Silently, without warning, devoured...



and layed to waste.