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Thursday, 7 March 2013

Taken








A tinge of grey shines through the night

He spys her there, erotic sight

Everything just looks all right

But he underestimates her bite


Low cut dress displays her chest

His eyes are drawn to her breast

She licks her lips, a taunting test

He should leave now, it would be best


But her seductive eyes draw him in

Her sensual lips curl in a grin

His senses reeling in a spin

A contest he could never win


A meal of him she will make

His body and soul she will take

His earthly life he will forsake

Catching her eye was his mistake

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